Jaden absently doodled on his notebook.  Studants around him were standing up, and reading this weeks assignment. A poem about someone you care about.  Jaden had had no trouble with this, neither did his friends.
Tro, his only Girl-Friend wrote about he brothers, who were killed by Scourge the Hedgehog last March.
Biz, his forign Japanese friend wrote about his mentor No Eyes, who he sadi was ‘a crazy man, but very wise’.
And his best friend Chandler wrote about their teacher, Ms. Taylor who he has the HUGEST crush on.  Jaden looked down at his assignment. He put serious time into it, and he hoped the teacher would appreciate it.
“Thank you Chandler, that was a very well written paper” said Ms. Taylor, who smiled at him. “I cant wait to see what you write in the future.”  Chandler smiled mechanically, his face turning bright red.
“Thanks Ms. Taylor”
She smiled, and turned to Jaden.
“Mr. Fiala? Would you please read what you have?”
“Yes ma’am” said Jaden, standing up and walking to the front of the class. He held up his notebook and began,

“What I Did For You….By Jaden Fiala” He looked at his friends, who all smiled. He coughed, and continued, “Ive done so much, I hope you havent forgotton. Ive Faught secret battles for your protection. Demons can kill, fops can fight, but only I can know what is right…Your gentle, and kind, but burn with that fire ive been attracted to since my eyes met yours. You’re not a normal girl, your different, your special., unique. You’ve helped my find my way through my darkest of times. At Times when I cry out for help, you’re there, you’re holding my hand. In your time of need, I’d care for you, treat like a girl like you should be treated. Ill hold you close, witness your pain, and comfort you, ill keep you warm. My words are nothing, my actions are pure, as any demons actions can be, ive kept my hands clean, for you my dear, giving my life for what I hold dear. My bond is breaking, and my heart is aching, someone, not me holds you close, my soul is on fire, my heart has turned black. My hair has turned to gray. The scars I made, the blood I spilt, wont make up for my lost love. Goodby, farewell, I leave you this note, to say my farewels to the one I love most. I will be long dead, by the time you read this, im going home from so far. You wont ever find me, you had your last chance, to say that you loved me, to dance the last dance. I wont soon forget, the girl  I loved most, you were my first kiss, my first real love I remember…im sorry it never happened. I love you, don’t forget, and don’t try to fallow my path, its not a path for girls such as you…I love You Ruby, and ill miss you…

Your Devoted, Lover would-be,

Jaden Thomas Fiala.”

He looked up. Ms. Taylor, had burst into tears.