Chapter 8
I laughed, "Well Tyler just because you aren't on a sports team doesn't mean I don't know your name. It's nice to meet you to. How old are you out of curiosity? And it's a long story." He just half smiled, "I'm 17 and I've got time." " You look older and I don't think it's story you'd want to hear." "And why wouldn't I want to hear hear it?" "It's not exactly a pleasant story and it wouldn't affect you so I presume you would not want to hear it." "Yes, but it's affected you and you'll feel better if you talk about it. I don't want to see a lady of your stature so upset." Fine but I'm warning you it's a long story." He laughed, "I'd much rather hear it than have to go back and face Madison. She has not left me alone all night!" I frowned for some strange reason, "Is she your girlfriend?" He looked so confused, "Why of course not but she won't leave me alone since we broke up!" I smiled mischievously and said, "Well I've got a way to get her to leave you alone." He laughed, "I'll hear you out on one condition." I grin, "And what would that be Tyler?" He smirked, "You have to tell me why you were crying. I just want to help." I laugh, "You probably can't help but agreed."