"Tyson! Dude, wake up you fell asleep again!"

A rough force shook Tyson awake and he shot his head up from his desk to find most of the kids in his class leaving. He looked up at his friend, Jacob.

"I did," he stifled a yawn. "Did Miss Wilson notice?"

Jacob shook his head and reached down picking up Tyson's backpack.

"No, she didn't. Too busy yelling at Max again." He glanced over at Max, a shorter kid who, despite being quite small, loved to argue with teachers. "Now come on. Schools over and I want to get home. Are you coming with or..."

Tyson shook his head. "Nope sorry. I have to get home. I promised my mom I would get home before she left."

His friend nodded in understanding. "Then I'll see you tomorrow." He slung his own backpack over his shoulder and stood up, swiftly leaving the stuffy classroom.

He headed out after him and off of school grounds. Tyson could hear his footsteps on the concrete and the kids behind him talking about after school plans.

He himself had never been one for talking a lot and he liked being alone. It gave the boy time to think and listen to his surroundings.

Which is why he was thoroughly surprised when a girl appeared in front of him.

"Hiya!" She waved her hand excitedly.

A screech came from him and he fell down, hitting the cold hard concrete.

"Ow..." Tyson slowly stood up and rubbed his butt. "W-Who are you?"

He had never been good with talking to strangers and considering he had never seen her before she was indeed a stranger.

"Oh right." A small giggle escaped her lips. "The names Melody." She whipped out a folder and opened it up. "And you are Tyson Sky... Age: 16, Height: 5'6..."

He stopped her before she could continue.

"Woah woah woah... How do you know so much about m-me?" He asked, before taking a deep breath and calming his small stutter.

Melody looked up and smiled. "Oh that's easy silly, I got your information from Makeb-" She stopped quickly.

"Make... Make what?" He wanted to know more and she was honestly scaring him a little.

"Doesn't matter." The folder was shut quickly and slipped into a hot pink backpack on her back. Melody looked back up at him. "You are even cuter than your picture you know that?"

Tyson shook his head no, a light pink dusting his cheeks. "You have my picture too?"

"Well yeah silly! Let me get a better look at you." She stepped back and examined him.

Tyson wasn't the tallest kid in his grade but he definitely gave off the vibe of being 16. Dark brown hair sat on top of his head, short yet long enough to fall in his face on occasion with curls at the end. His eyes were a light hazel and his skin was a tannish color with small freckles dotting his nose.

He rubbed his arm self consciously as she eyes him up and down before giving him a firm nod.

"Yes, you're a good kid. I can tell." Melody flashed him a smile with her, strangely, perfect white teeth. "Now where is your house?"

"You're coming home with me?"

"Well duh. Lead the way."

He frowned. "But you're still a stranger..."

"Would a stranger have your info?" She placed a hand on her hip.

"Yeah they might. How do I even know I can trust you?"

"Because you just can and you're going to have to be satisfied with that answer."

He grumbled a little, mulling over his options. Tyson opens his mouth to speak but instead took off down the sidewalk, running as fast as his legs could carry him.

Melody let out a sigh and watched him run off. "They never learn do they?" She said to herself before disappearing into thin air.

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Word count: 653

Ay I updated
Wednesday is updating day fyi

The other day I saw a kid who looked exactly how I imagined Tyson it was a little freaky haha