I hadn't expected to see them here. My mind went blank with panic I slipped on the leaves, my sketchbook of loose artwork paper swirling around me in a sudden blizzard. A hand grabbed onto my arm and I flinched and jerked away, quickly pulling down the sleeve of my short-sleeve shirt, to cover the raised scar that encircled my arm. "S-sorry" I mumbled, quickly falling to my knees to gather my work. At least it hadn't rained yet, my sketches should be fine. My face, red as a tomato was less easy to fix. I hadn't seen these guys since the Valentine's party last year. The unfortunate incident. I worked to avoid them, avoid the memories though the scar on my arm made it difficult.
"Here, let us help." Kyle said, kneeling down next to me.
"We didn't mean to startle you." Jason added.
"You aren't hurt are you?" The last, Mark asked.
"I'm fine." I said keeping my head down. I didn't want them to remember me. I tugged at my shirt again. "Go on a head, I got this."
Jason tsked. "What sort of gentlemen would we be if we just walked away?"
"The same gentlemen I met a year ago I guess." I snapped, jerking a drawing from them. I bit my lip and stood quickly. Oops. I shouldn't have said that.
-Inspiration from a Dream
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