The Ex-Duvalian Drug Dealer

Okay, So I've become completely obsessed with finding a certain ex-duvalian drug dealer. I've tried to find anything to keep my mind off the cheating asshole that was my first boyfriend, so I took to reading old journals and looking through old notebooks. I remembered him so well. I remembered his voice and his hair, his jokes and his flirtatious nature, that he happened to have only with me, though. I remembered Kings Island, and Blennerhassett Island. I remembered Lena and I complimenting him on his butt. I don't remember even looking, though. I remember talking to him all the way home from the Island, and I remember a few days later, Shalena saying he was staring at me as I walked away, and...Wow...I remember how perfect everything was if I got to talk to him. The amazing thing is I remember that feeling. It was...not happiness...not love...Peace? Maybe. I don't know. I just remember him so well....Now I'm trying to think of ways to find him. Donnie, maybe? His cousin would definitely know where he was, wouldn't he? But Donnie's not all there, and I'm not trying to be mean. It's just a fact--he's in special ed, along with his younger sister, Jaime. I don't know how much they would know though, I mean, their grandmother probably doesn't keep them in touch with him.Josh also had other ties to Duval. Some not as obvious as others. There's always the Sellers sisters, but I would have to be a complete psycho to inquire about him to either of those girls. Unfortunatley, the one that I am completely convinced would be very well aquainted with the boy's whereabouts is the one person at Duval that frightens me more than any other entity in this universe--The Wiley, with the power of God and The Look that can kill.Would I be stupid enough?? Would I be brave enough?? Would I be obsessed enough?? Would I be ambitious enough?? I say no to two, yes to two. Which two will take over, I wonder? Ask again in a week...