"Come On, Only a little bit farther now Alex." Jake said merrily. He was always there for me when I needed him. Jake and I have been friends for nearly 15 years now. He had always helped me get through the thick, crowded school hallways every year.  I nodded in responce and kept listening to the soft "Tap tap tap" of my walking stick against the smooth tire floor. Jake gently grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side as someone kicked my stick. He was good like that, without him grabbing me I would have fallen flat on my face.
   "T-tahnks Jake, your the best." I stuttered softly, smiling aimlessly.
   "It's alright Alex, these guys are just jerks." He said. He was glaring at the foorball players that had just walked by.
   "Anyways, are we at my classroom?" I asked, touching the walls shakily, trying to find the door. Jake gently grabbed my hand and placed it on the handle of the door.
   "There you go Alex, i gotta go to class now." He said, kissing me on the lips softly. I smiled again.
   "Alright, see you later Jake." I said softly as I walked into my class room. Class was slow, easy, and voring as it is every year. The teachers seem to think that because I can't see that I'm stupid. They always give me easier assignments, and don't make me write. It seemed like any other normal day until I was walking home. Yes, I walked home, Like I said. I'm blind, not stupid.
   As I was walking I saw a shape with a Green Color, it made me smile to myself. Then I realized that the shape was walking on two legs and looked human. I slowed down a little bit and then kept walking, now at a more brisk pace. I accidently hit the shape with my stick.
   "I'm so terribly Sorry!" I said quickly, pulling my stick tightly to my chest so that the shape would not kick it away from me.
   "It's quiet alright Miss, Are you alright?" The voice sounded male and I turned my head towards him, and nodded.
   "Yes, Thank you for asking." I said quickly, putting my stick back down and starting to walk again. He grabbed my arm quickly and I jumped, pulling my stick close again.
   "I never got your name." He said swiftly, just barely over a whisper.
   "My name is Alex, what's yours?"
   "Daniel." He said a bit louder, and more proud this time.
   "It's nice to meet you, but I must be heading home now. good bye." I said briskly, pulling away and putting my stick against the ground again. When I walked away this time he didn't stop me, or even try to. Most people wouldn't talk to me, but he wasn't a person. He was a thing, It worried me. I wanted to know what he was now...