Wynn

Third day going to this school. I realized that Zack and them do want to help but they just cant. Which I do understand to some degree but it just hurts to see it. I decide to text Jules, I never responded to their text yesterday I was just too busy.

From wynn: 

Hello, what do you like to do for fun?

That seemed like a good starting point right.

From Jules:

Hi, nothing much

Wow what a descriptive answer. I realized that it would be hard to become friends with Jules, just not this hard.

From wynn:

What an answer jk so what are you doing”

Maybe they will answer this, just maybe.

From Jules:

Oh you know not much just idk being bored.

Maybe this was my chance to get to know them

From wynn:

Okey sounds boring. you want to do something?

There I sent it, now I just have to wait for their response. Its taking a while.

From Jules:

Maybe, depends what were you thinking?’

From wynn:

Okay, idk what I was thinking I just wanted to see you.

Wow that’s not what I meant I just wanted to see you in a friendly way okey

From Jules:

Haha okey, where?

Hold up, it actually worked okay that I can deal with. But I did not think I would get this far.

From wynn:

Idk where do you want to meet we can't meet in my house.

From Jules:

Its raining so I don’t want to go outside so you can come to my house

From wynn:

Okey where do you live?

From Jules:

Falcon street 946

From wynn:

Okey be there in a like 15 min.

Okay, so it actually worked now how am I going to get there. I will ask dad. “hey dad can you drive me to someone’s house?” I asked as I walked into the kitchen “sure give me 2 minutes then I can drive you okey” “okey” I slumped in a chair belonging to the kitchen island. “whose house are you going to?” my dad asks as he continues to type on his laptop “just someone from school” I answer trying not to give away that I’m very excited “okey” he says like he knows something, which he doesn’t. dad closes his laptop and stands up from the kitchen table signaling that he’s done and can drive me. we sit in the car I give him the address and he drives “so whose this person from school your visiting?” he asks dragging out the words “oh just someone I meet” I answered and to be honest I started getting kinda tired of my dad trying to make me talk to him, like I love him but just I need to not get question about everything constantly. “were here” my dad says “okey I will text you when you can pick me up” I answer

I go to the door, and I knock I takes a while but finally someone opens the door. “Oh hello” a woman in her 40s says when she has opened the door. she has middle length black hair. “hi, I’m wynn in here to see Jules” I say trying to sound confident “ohh yeah of course let me go find him” as she says that she invites me into the house and leaves me standing in the corridor alone. I hear someone crying somewhere in the house and I hear someone comforting them. The woman comes back, behind her is Jules “here he is” she says leaving us “hi” he says quietly, quieter then he usually talks “hey, so this is where you live?” I say trying to find something to fill the awkward atmosphere that is slowly filling the space. He’s wearing his long hair in space buns, strains falling out it looks like he has had them in since school got out. He’s wearing a t-shirt and I can see the bruises that are spotted all over his arms. He must catch me staring because he takes them behind his back "let's go to my room” he turns and starts walking and I have no choice but to follow. His room is small It has a bed cornered in the corner, his dresser is long and takes almost a hole wall. There is a mirror standing in the corner, and his desk is at the end of the bed. I sit on the desk chair it seems like the safest decision, he sits on his bed. “Sooo what should we do?” he says tucking his knee under his chin “I don’t know, what do you do for fun when you have visitors?” I ask trying to get any information from him “I don’t have visitors; I don’t have friends” he says and that I can relate to “never?” I ask “never” he answers. “well we can talk?” I say “yeah sure” he answered. “so what’s the deal with you, well that sound mean, I don’t mean for it to sound mean” I say regretting it as soon as i do. “wow what a question haha, what do you mean by what’s my deal” ha says actually kinda smiling. “I don’t know like what do you like to do?” I ask “i like to I don’t know” he trials of and stops talking. I decide just to ask him one of the big questions that I have been wondering about him. “soo if I may ask are you a guy?” I try not to start trailing off so instead I just shut my mouth and try to just listen. There was a long quietness when I thought that he wasn’t going to answer he does “well no, not exactly” I think he’s not going to explain further but then he does “I’m non-binary” he quiets down. “ok cool what’s your pronouns” I say he looks shocked “he/him sometimes they, are you sure your cool about it?” he murmured “okey and yeah I’m cool about it why wouldn’t I be?” I say “I don’t know, most people aren’t cool about it” he murmured. “okey that’s true” I say taking my knees up under my chest “so your totally okay with it your not going to I don’t know beat me up” he mutters, he shifts so he’s facing me and he makes himself small. my eyes widen, he’s terrified that I’m going to do something. “I’m not going to do you anything, okey” I respond trying to keep my voice to a acceptable decibel. “are you sure, I mean I would totally understand if you didn’t want to be friends” he murmurs and his voice quickens up “what are you talking about of course I want to be your friend” I respond. His eyes widen, and his whole body language changed it looked like he was somewhat calm. We continued talking after that but something in the atmosphere had changed.