Where did you go?

Purple hair (Jake)

"What time is it?" I asked knowing full well that Max wouldn't answer me.

"what?!" he said in a deep, scratchy morning voice. Only being eight years old, his voice was very deep. 

"Nevermind Max, go back to sleep."

"No, you woke me up."

"sorry. want to go to the park later today. My mom gets off early today."

"sure, why not. good night Jake. love you" as he said that his voice got lower and quieter.

"did you say love you?" he started to snore. "nevermind"

Max had the coolest hair. he and I are both in third grade, we both love instruments, but i'm more street wise than he is. Meaning, I know that I like boys. but, im not sure if he likes me back. but it doesn't really matter. He's my friend. We should be Friends before anything else. Hopefully we are the best of friends.