She looked at it for a long time, but then gave it a shot.

You can't tell anyone...My mom killed him while they were drunk...They wanted to get a divorce anyways, and i guess she really hated him... mom forced me to tell anyone who asks, that it was suicide...so police never found interest in it, so mom never go caught...SUBJECT CHANGE!

Josh chuckled, taking his pen and scratching out every one of her words so it wasn't readable. He took a moment to think before he wrote his story down.

Your secret is safe with me.

When I was about five, my parents and my little sister Poppy went missing. So I got shipped off to my aunt and uncle's house. Three months after that, they found Poppy's body, which was almost completely distroyed, but they never found my parents. My aunt and uncle finally moved to this town over the summer; we used to live somewhere in Canada. 

She smiled at his thoughtfulness for scratching it out, she probably would have never thought of that.

I''m sorry :(  I don't know what i'd do if that happened to me.

She really had no idea how she would be, if she was in his postion. She already guessed, that he was stronger then her mentally. Which was funny because her and her friends always say that 'Guys are physically strong, and Girls are mentally strong.'

Josh scratched out his own story, and smirked at the paper. He wasn't usually so open about his past, especially with girls. 

It's fine, he wrote. I got over it a long time ago.

He paused for a moment wrote underneath,

So, how long have you lived around here? 

Ever since dad died, We left right afterwards.

She felt bad, that he was left with nothing to say. She paused also for a moment. But couldn't think of anything. She p*censored*ed the note, slowly to him, hoping he'd still reply.

Josh nodded, and was just about to answer when the paper was torn out of his hands. His heart thudded in his chest as he raised his head slowly to see who had taken it. Relief spread across his face when he saw it was just a girl, and not the teacher. "You don't need her," she mused, tossing the note back in Josh's face. "You should come sit with us."

"No thanks," Josh muttered. "I'm allergic to bull crap." The girl, obviously mad for being blown off, stormed back to her seat, and he resumed trying to think of a proper way to respond.

Do you have any siblings?

(  Subject change ;)    ) 

She smiled at him for a moment, then read the note.

no...i don't...do you?

Do you? really Paradise? Out of all the conversation starters in the world, all you wrote was do you?! She thought. But it was too late, she already handed it back to him.

None besides Poppy, sadly.

He paused, chewed on his lip and added carefully, Do you...have a boyfriend?

He p*censored*ed the note to her, keeping his eyes averted, and started to play with his pen. He let his hair fall in his eyes, making a mental note that he should probably dye it again before his blonde roots showed up.

I've been asked many times, but no... i don't have one... Do you have one?

SHe wrote the last part anxiously. Hoping she wouldn't regret asking him back.

Josh tapped his pen on the paper anxiously a few times before finally willing himself to write the truth. He sucked in a deep breath and then scribbled his answer down.

Kinda. There was this one girl I met, while living in Canada with my Aunt and Uncle...but I don't know if she really counts as a girlfriend...

He bit his lip, then set the paper on her desk lightly. 

Paradise frowned as she read it. She ignored it for a while, not wanting to sound upset. But then realizing by ignoring it, he's going to think somethings wrong. So she forced her fingers to move with the pen as she wrote slowly

Oh...You still talk to her?

She kept telling herself, that if they do still talk, that, that doesn't mean, him and her couldn't still be friends. But just knowing that there was another girl out there, kind of made her irritated. It was as if, Paradise didn't want to share him.

Josh read over her message a few times, a little confused as to what she meant by that. He sighed, and wrote slowly, wishing the bell would ring.

Not recently... but would you be upset if I still did?

He handed her the note, and stared at the ceiling.  

She smirked. It was easy to lie, when you wrote notes.

Not at all! I talk to alot of guys, that i used to date!

She put the note on his desk, happily. Because it was sort of true. She does talk to some of the guys she dated.

( mmkay :))) ))

Alot of Paradise's friends weren't here today, so she was already worried about where she was going to sit. She hated being by herself. She stood inline, and waited. She found herself looking for Josh. She tried to stop, but knowing that she couldn't see him, made him so vulnerable.  What if someone asked him out, while she wasn't in his clas.ses? Did he say yes? WOULD he say yes? She started to get anxious, what if he wasn't even coming into the cafeteria? What if some girl, got him to be alone with her? What if.... She told herself to stop, and she tried her best to.