The Pact - Season 1: Episode 8

One morning, I was in the school’s cafeteria alone, because everyone else had classes, and my lecturer had not showed up. So I took my books with me, and was trying to work on an assignment. Suddenly, I looked up and my heart skipped a beat, as someone walked through the door. It was a guy who looked around my age, with black hair, and piercing black eyes. I had never seen him before, but somehow I felt drawn to him. It felt as if I knew him somewhere, and at the same time, it felt like a déjà vu – just as if I had seen him walking through that door a hundred times before. As I was staring at him, he saw me looking at him, and stopped in his tracks. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and I was not surprised to see him walking over to my table. He stopped in front of me, and asked me if he could sit down. I nodded, but before he sat down he went to get us a drink.

As he sat down, he looked at me, and asked,

“Where do I know you? You seem so familiar.” I shook my head.

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen you before. But that’s why I was staring at you, when you walked in – because you too seem somewhat familiar. Anyway, my name is Michelle.”

“Hi, Michelle. I’m Tyrone.” My heart stopped beating for a few seconds, as I stared at him – so this was Tyrone! He didn’t notice my shock, because he was looking at the books spread out on the table.

“Hmm, “Experimental Theatre”, “History of the Theatre”, “Performing Arts”, “Theatrical Makeup”, he mumbled as he shifted through the books. “So you’re majoring in drama?” I nodded, and then asked,

“And you, what are you majoring in?”

“Law,” he said. I stared at him. He didn’t seem to portray the image of the lawyer in the least bit. He must have noticed my amazement, because he laughed and said, “It’s strange, isn’t it? I don’t want to do it. But my father was a lawyer, and he wanted me to study law. So I am studying law. I’ll tell you a secret. I’m not studying law to become a lawyer – I am doing it, so that if I ever get caught breaking the law, I will be able to defend myself, if I won’t find an attorney who will take my case.” I laughed along with him.

“Seems like the perfect plan,” I said. We spoke for a while about the way we had spent our summer. I had thought that my summer had been perfect, but when Tyrone started speaking of the wild things that he did together with his friends, I knew that my summer was really tame. As I listened to him, I found myself becoming more and more fascinated by him. I could easily understand why David was so drawn to him, and his lifestyle.

“Your life sounds really exciting,” I said.

“Hey, you’re welcome to join us anytime you want. I could give you my cell phone number if you want, so if you want to drop by I could tell you where we are.” I smiled at him, and answered,

“Thanks Tyrone, I really appreciate your offer, but I don’t think my boyfriend will like that very much.” He rolled his eyes.

“Ok, you don’t have to lie to me. I’m not asking you out on a date. I’m just telling you that you could hang out with us if you want.” I laughed, and said,

“I’m not lying. I would really love to hang out with you guys sometime, but I do really have a boyfriend. His name is David, and he is a second year Medicine student. I do believe that you know him, and his sister Lynn.” He looked shocked at my statement.

“But David is with Ellen,” he stammered. I shook my head.

“Not anymore. They broke up last April. We’ve been together since June.” He looked at me, and said,

“Excuse me for being so blunt? But what do you see in him? He doesn’t seem your type at all. He’s so boring, and he doesn’t even know the meaning of having fun.”

“That’s so not true. David is not the same David that you knew. He’s changed a lot – you were really a bad influence,” I laughed. “Did you know that he even owns a motorbike now?” Tyrone looked surprised.

“No, I didn’t. Are you sure we’re talking about the same David here? I mean, he used to go berserk, if his sister came for a ride with me.” I nodded.

“Yes, he’s changed a lot. You wouldn’t believe it.” Tyrone shrugged.

“I still can’t stand the guy. I mean, he was ok at first, but then when I started dating Lynn, he did everything he could to break us up, and he succeeded. I know it’s a bit far-fetched for me, but I really liked that girl. I had never felt that way about anyone else before, and he had to interfere.” I felt it was my duty to stand up for my boyfriend, so I said,

“He loves his sister a lot, and he wants her to be happy. But there were other things that made him do that.”

“Yes,” he said bitterly. “Anyway, it’s up to you. If you want to waste your life with him, that’s your decision. But my offer to hang out with us is still open.”

“Tyrone, I can understand your anger towards him, and I don’t blame you. And you know, I just might take you up on your offer.” He smiled, and seemed to relax. We talked about other things as well, and then he asked,

“I’ve been wondering about something. You have this really great Texan accent. How come?”

“That’s where I come from. I’ve only been here a few months. Have you always lived here?” He shook his head.

“No, I used to live in England. But last year, me and my best friend moved over here. I needed to get away – I always felt suffocated in that tiny village – and my best friend decided to come here with me. I had read about Lenton, and how life here is one great party all year round, and believe me, after living for 18 years in a small closed-minded village called Sherwood, this really seemed like the promised land.” I was totally hit, by his last statement.

“Sherwood, you said?” He nodded, and laughed.

“Come on, don’t even pretend you heard about it! It’s really a tiny village lost in the middle of nowhere.”

“I know. But I’ve not only heard of it – I used to live there when I was a kid. And they were really great days, when we used to play in the woods behind the stream. But then my parents moved to Texas, and that’s where we’ve been living ever since. That is, until me and my brother Steve decided to move here.” He looked up, and there was no mistaking the shocked look on his face.

“You and your brother who?” he exclaimed. “The woods behind the stream? Oh God, this isn’t happening!” I could not make head or tail of it, so I asked.

“What isn’t happening? What’s wrong? And my brother’s name is Steve.” He got up quickly, and said,

“I gotta go. This is too freaky even for someone as crazy as me… And I actually don’t think you should hang out with us, either… Erm, your boyfriend might not like it… Gotta go. Bye.” And with those words, he walked away, leaving me as stunned as could be.