Yesterday I fell in love,
With no foothold,
I fell.
Now I'm in the dark wondering,
Do the stars see me?
A Wanderer's Story
Tyler's POV
I didn't know how I knew, but deep down I knew. Dean wasn't my Dean anymore. He was someone I didn't know anymore, someone I was slightly scared of. Watching him play with archery, I realized that I've never asked what he was really interested in. I just assumed and, that was the worst mistake of all. I watched Dean come alive in Eden, his baby fat and weak chin chiseling by the day. Each day I see him, his eyes are a little bit harder than the last. Dean was no longer the Dean that flopped in archery, no he wasn't. Now he was a finely tuned weapon of destruction. Today I watched my best friend since I could remember, fire 12 different arrows in quick succession, all hit the bull's eye. I shivered involuntarily. This was scary.