Dylan's POV
Memories are golden, or at least that's what my mom says. They are, if you think about it. They things that can be felt from the heart should always stay with you. The memory that I would love to erase or change time is that I made my best friend sad. She was in love with me, Paige tries to explain when I ask why Kelsey never comes back to visit with Katie. I wish sometimes I could change that, erase memories of me from her making her better, sometimes I wish I wasn't gay that I could love her back the way she wants me to. No matter what anyone says I do love her like a sister more than anything. She gave me my child. My Katie. The one thing we can share. It's hard being a parent, though it is a joy. I don't know how many times I have tried to make Kelsey move back to stay with me but I never get through. I don't know why some times while standing outside degrassi, waiting for Marco and Paige that the memories come back. I haven't seen or talked to her since last Christmas, when I brought Katie up. She smiled when she saw me, it didn't reach her eyes though, the pain still resides there.
That smile was what drew me in, wanting to get to know her. She seemed so courageous at the age of seven. It was the first day of hockey practice; Coach Richards was leading us onto the ice when I caught my first glimpse. She was finishing a spin, landing on one leg, the other one out. Her smile was bright as she continued to skate full speed around the rink, winking at us players as she past. "Boys, follow Kelsey!" called coach from the bench. All the boys took off following her, most trying to catch up to her or pass her. I just skated, let the feel of moving on the ice take over me. Let the flow hypnotize me. "Hi, I'm Kelsey" said the melodic voice waking me from skating. "Dylan." I said as we skated, keeping in time with each other. She smiled.
After that we became the best of friends. She knew everything about me and I her. I was the one she called when her brother John came out to the family. We were ten and he was sixteen. She was crying over the phone, slurring her words together. I couldn't understand what was wrong. I told her to come over so we could talk.
When I opened the door she was standing there, in a heap. Her hair was messy and her eyes were red with crying. "What's wrong?" I asked taking her hand leading her to my room. "Daddy hit him and told him he had to get out of the house. Mama was just sitting there crying, telling him to go. All I could do was stand there. I don't know what this means, but I don't think it's fair. Who cares who he likes?" she said crumpling into me. Her face flooding with tears again. "Dyl. Would you go… um… out with me?" was the next things she said. I just stared and nodded my head. What else was I suppose to say.
Some ones hand was wrapped around mine. I looked down to see Katie holding my hand smiling. "Katie, what are you doing here??" Her golden head twisted around staring at the crowd, as I picked her up. My eyes followed hers through the crowd. There she was, between Marco and Paige arms linked. Her face truly happy. I put Katie down, and opened my arms to her. She ran into them. She smelled like she used too. Some would think "oh look at that cute couple." If only they knew.
yeah i know its short but i have writers block. Im thinking insted of writing the second part 2 of dylan's, i might write Marco's. My mom's teacakes (they're cookies) to my reviewers. To the reviewer who brought up its like Saved! It is. I really do love that movie and the guy who plays dean reminds me of John Breggar(dylan) in looks. But this has somewhat more depth.Well it should when im done. To Anjel919 its no problem about putting you in my afflicates.I like reading yours and Kaitlinbells work.Y'all inspired me somewhat, or at least made me want to write agian. So yeah... take cookies or brownies which ever you want and update your stories, please.
Agian If you like thisread Anjel919 and Kaitlinbells work.
Till next time,
Lucy
