It's after school
I'm walking home
Alone
As usual.
But who shows up?
My new -
Dare I say it - friend.
"Hi" he greets.
I look at him.
Nobody talks to
Me.
Nobody cares about
Me.
So why is this nice boy
Talking to
Me?
It's not
Possible I think
So I don't reply.
"My name's Luke. Luke Harrison," he
Continues.
I look at
Him
Now.
"What do you want?"
I say, harsh from
Lack
Of usage.
He smiles?
A beautiful smile.
At me?
No way.
But he does.
"So..."
We stop walking
When he
Speaks.
"Didn't catch your name...
Before. You didn't speak
Much
At lunch."
I still look at him
Not
Understanding.
Why me?
I give him what he
Wants.
Don't know why
But
Whatever.
"Ideleena Carrol. Idy."
He looks
Thoughtful.
"Well. It's nice to meet you
Idy."
He sticks out his
Hand.
I stare.
What do I do?
Never been through this
Before.
Never been through
This
Before.
He grins
Cocky
Teasing.
Like we're best
Buds.
Are we?
Can we?
"Umm... you're supposed to
Shake it."
I look back up.
His eyes are green
Emerald green
A nice green.
For a nice face.
I look back down and
Shake
His hand.
"Sure,"
I say, a loss
For words.
Again I ask
Why me?
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New Ties, Old Ways
Poetry16-year-old Ideleena Carrol is a generally reserved girl. Until she meets Luke Harrison. With his kind demeanor and witty charm, does he possibly have the chance of pulling Idy from the dark, lonely hole she's been digging all her life? Or is he hid...
