The Unorthodox Mystery of Adrian Pi

3.) Day Five of the Unorthodox Mystery

Monday, October 22

The next day was Monday. Ugh, I'm pretty sure that almost everyone in school hates Mondays. It's almost like a universal thing. I looked up at my friend schedule and scrunched up my nose.

I have a weird thing in my room called a friend schedule. See, almost all of my close friends despise each other so I needed a schedule to know when to hang out with who. I looked at Monday and smiled. Monday's Brendon Doppler day. Dopplerboy.

When it was almost time for school, three honks sounded outside my house. I looked out my bedroom window and saw Brendon smiling at me through his ancient blue mini cooper. I waved and closed my curtains. I ran down my stairs, said bye to my parents, messed up the twins' hair, and speeded out the front door.

I hopped into Brendon's cooper and slammed the door a little too hard.

"Hi, Lyric."

I inspected the cooper. "I'm so sorry Bentley. I swear I didn't mean to slam your door that hard."

Brendon started up Bentley and chuckled, "Oh yeah, say hi to the car and not your childhood best friend."

I put my hand to my heart. "Aww did I hurt your feelings Dopplerboy?'

Brendon shook his head and laughed, "You always do Lyric."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He stopped at the light. "Nothing."

Brendon made a turn. "What'd you do this weekend?"

I shrugged. "Nothing much. The twins did have a baseball game yesterday. Ryerson scored three homeruns and Calloway was being a jerk again."

Brendon smiled. "The usual?"

I smiled. "The usual."

Brendon pulled up to the school and parked Bentley. Brendon and I got out of the car and started walking towards my locker.

Brendon's hand raked through his strawberry blonde hair. "I still can't believe you named my car Bentley. Of all names, Bentley!"

I rolled my eyes. "What's wrong with Bentley?"

"Nothing." Brendon's eyes darted to the wall above my locker and he sighed.

"They should really take that down now."

I looked up and regarded the message that's apparently from Adrian Parker Pi himself.

"I mean, it's like the school's bragging about how apparently Adrian wrote a message on the wall. It's ridiculous. They should do more to find the boy, instead of leaving a few days old message on the wall."

I grabbed my stuff from my locker for my first class, US history with Mr. Harold. I patted Brendon on the arm and was about to leave when he grabbed me.

Brendon looked into my eyes and said, "Be careful Lyric. This isn't giving me a good feeling."

I nodded. "Whenever am I not careful?"

He laughed. "Good point."

I left Brendon and joined Vaia and Addison in Mr. Harold's room. Sadly, Brendon barely shares any classes with me. He only shares two with me.