TK
I am not sure what happen just a moment ago but it felt as though I just busted Davis' bubble. Most of the time, I would have been all right doing that. But not this time. This time I think he is truly upset.
"Davis, you alright?" I asked again.
"Fine." He kept his face forward.
"You sure?"
"Yes."
I took the pencil and held it in my hand. It was a weird looking pencil and I am not sure what the big deal was about it. I never understand why my brother picked up the pencil in the first place. It was not like him.
After school, I caught up with Matt in the lobby as he talked to a few of his friends before he walked over to me. I held up the pencil and he stopped in his tracks with a smile.
"Hey, Matt."
"Yeah?" He looked over at me, giving me his full attention.
"Do you ever think that sometimes we are not in control of our lives?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Maybe that we are someone's idea of entertainment. As if someone was writing out our lifes for us."
"Like they do on a fan fic site?"
"Yeah? I mean what if we are part of that? What is there is something bigger out there and we are their fan fic?" I asked him.
"Don't know. What does it matter? As long as they don't kill us, I'm happy enough!" His eyes took in the pencil I held loosely in my hands.
"How did you get that from Tai?" He asked me.
"I didn't. I got it from Davis who got it from Kari."
"Oh, well I guess Tai gave it to Kari." Matt shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess." I walked with Matt outside to the parking lot. "When did you give it to Tai?"
"In writing class." Matt shrugged and grabbed the pencil from my hands. "And now I have it back!"