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Chapter 2

"TAP...TAP...TAP" the sound penetrates my dreams and wakes me. I groan loudly and walk to my window. I peer through the glass and look at the land below. I smile when I see that it is Zach, my best friend. I unlock my window and slide it upward.

"Ahoy up there!" he yells.

"Hey! Whats up?" I yell back.

"You are!"

"Really? I hadn't noticed!" i reply smiling. He smiles back.

"I'm coming up!" he yells and starts climbing the lattice work on the side of my house to my second story window. He tumbles through the opening and I laugh immediately feeling better. He throws his backpack to the floor and flops down on my bed. He has been my friend since preschool. I sit down next to him and poke him in the side repeatedly. He completely catches me off guard when he snatches my wrist and starts tickling my stomach. I scream with joy and try to worm away from him. he releases my wrist and I roll of my bed onto the floor. I land with a thud on my rug.

"Owwwww!" I moan "I landed on my butt!"

"Are you okay?" he asks actual concern laces his voice. I'm shocked, usually he would have teased me about landing on my butt. Instead he is actually concerned of my safety. I give him a weird look and file his comment away as him being concerned because I'm sick.

"So what are you doing here?" I ask glancing over at my clock to see it is the middle of sixth period and also needing a change in mood.

"i could ask the same about you." he replies. I fake a cough and he rolls his eyes.

"Hey!" I say as I throw a pillow at him, which he catches inches from his face and throws back at me. It lands in my lap with a puff of air. I stand up and sit on my bed again. He sits up and angles himself so that he is directly across from me.

"You never answered my question." I say.

"I came to see you," he says.

"That's not a very good reason to ditch school," I say.

"It is for me," he says as he reaches for his backpack. He grabs it and places it between us unzipping the big pouch. He pulls out a bag from the grocery store and sets it in front of me. "And what kind of friend would I be if I let my Dayla Green starve to death?"

"Not a very good one." Iadmit smiling. I open the bag and see cookie dough ice cream. I gasp and say "I love you!" He smiles and grabs two spoons from his backpack. I hastily grab one and pop off the lid. I take a big scoop and plop it into my mouth. I sigh as the cream hits my tongue. He takes a spoonful and puts it into his mouth. We sat there staring at each other for a few more beats before I felt the need to break the silence.

"So," I start, "Whats new?"

"Nothing much... Sarah asked me to the dance... You know the one where the girls ask the guys."

"OMG!" I squeal, "What did you say?"

"I said no." The shock must have been completely evident on my face, because he laughs.

"Why?" I finally muster. Sarah Newman is the type of girl everyone dates. She is perfect for Zach. Shes cute, a little nerdy and... just his type.

"It wouldn't be fair," he said.

"How so?" I ask curious.

"Cause the whole time I would have been with her I would have wished for someone else in her place." After that simple comment, was spoken I was completely speechless. I stutter before I can muster a full sentence.

"Who?" was all I could finally get out.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Who do wish would be there?" I asked