T.I.M.E.

Lawrence Walker is abused by his father and had tons of things happen to him. Read the book to find out more. My friend named Ryan Witty is an amazing author and writes tons of great stories so please read this one. Please just take the T.I.M.E. to read this. Please Comment about how you think that this story is going so far.

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2. Chapter 2

The next morning Lawrence, woke up, got dressed, made his family breakfast, then raced off to get the school bus. He did the same as always, sat at the back of the bus, hood pulled over his eyes, and stared out the window deep in thought.

Lawrence was a good kid when it came to school, he got mostly Cs, and had a good amount of friends, They all referred to him as

“Walker”.

At lunch they all sat together and talked about the latest news, well all of them except for Lawrence. He would often just sit there and listen to what they would have to say. They all had their opinions about everything, the war, the school, the way the country was going to be run, and yet when they would ask Lawrence for his insight he would just shrug and continue to eat his food.

It was not that he was a unsocial person, it was just that he did not care. He did not care about the war, or the government, or really anything that had to do with the news. All he truly cared about was the wellbeing of his two sisters. He also did not care for any form of a relationship, where his friends on the other hand would be obsessed over any girl that would give them the time of day. He was also concerned about who he would get emotionally attached to. He was so busy with looking out for his sisters when his father was around that he could not bare to think how it would change if he brought a girl into the mess.

As it seemed, that would not stop the girls of his school, every now and again they would approach Lawrence and ask with voices like angels, if he would want to escort them to some dance, or social, or some form of gathering. He would simply reply with a non-insulting “No” and then make his way to his next class.

It was that way until Lawrence did something that shocked everyone in the school. He saw a girl same age as he, sitting alone at a table. Lawrence picked up his food, left his friends, and sat with the girl. At that moment it seemed that every person in the lunchroom was holding their breath waiting for what was to happen next.

As he sat the girl looked at him and with a very shy, whispering voice she said “Hi.”

Lawrence simply nodded as to tell her he received her greeting and was giving her one of his own. They then sat together in silence for the rest of the lunch period.

When the final bell rang, all of Lawrence's friends gathered by the front of the school to talk about their plans.

“Hey, Walker, were all going to be online in a while. Will we see you there?” shouted one of his friends

Lawrence being out of talking range, raised his hand to indicate he heard them.

As he walked down the road the girl he had sat with came up to him, this time much more brave.

“Excuse me.” she said

Lawrence keep on walking

“Um, excuse me, are you the one everybody calls ‘Walker’?”

She now had his attention and he motioned with his head that he wanted her to walk with him.

She did so and repeated her question. “Are you Walker?”

“Ya, thats me.” he said at last looking at her.

“I, I just wanted to thank you for what you did, I know it’s not easy sitting with a new kid. I’m, um, I’m Heather by the way.”

Lawrence stopped and extended his arm. “I’m Lawrence, Lawrence Walker.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Lawrence.”

“Likewise.”

“So, my house is just a few blocks down from here, would you mind if I walked with you?”

“I suppose not.”

“So, if your names Lawrence. Why does everyone call you Walker?”

“I don’t know, it just sort of stuck.”

“OK, so are you a local here.”

“No, I’ve been here a year now, maybe.”

“OK, so um do you normally walk home?”

“I take a bus home, I just go this way when I have to see somebody.”

“OK, um do you mind if I ask who?”

“Ya, I kinda do.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“No big deal, just something I like to keep to myself, is all.”

They both stopped in front of a small blue house, about two stories and had a garden gnome on the front step.

“Well this is me.” said Heather

“Um, next time you go to see your friend I would enjoy walking with you again.”

“I can’t stop you, it is a free country.” Lawrence replied

Heather chuckled and then said goodby as Lawrence went off further down the road toward the local hospital.

 
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