Day 2 (Thursday)

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"Wake up, Lazy Ass!" I yelled up the stairs.

"M'up!" I heard a grumbled yell.

I walked upstairs and peaked my head into his room.

His face was buried in his pillow and his arm was hanging off the bed.

"You're not up!"

"Yes I am..." he told the pillow.

"If you were up, you'd be outta bed!"

"I don't wanna be outta bed!"

I walked over to him and grabbed his hand and yanked.

Out he tumbled. "OW! What the hell!"

"You were being really slow and I'm not patient. Now go eat and then meet me out in the car."

"You're taking me?"

"Yeah! Got an issue with that?" I asked.

"No!" He said quickly.

"Good!" I laughed.

-Time.Laps.After.School(poor Pete was all by himself!)-

Patrick walked up to the car and got into the passenger side.

"Hey!" I said, starting the car.

"Hey." he grumbled, looking down.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He looked out the window without a word as I started driving.

"Patrick?"

"I don't wanna talk about it." he said.

"Okay..."

"Hey, Pete?"

"Yeah?"

"You leave at the end of this month, right?"

I chuckled a little, "Yeah, why? Can't wait to get rid of me?"

"I haven't had enough time to decide that..." he smiled at me.

I smiled back and then looked back at the road.

"So you leave on Halloween?"

"Maybe... might be earlier... might be later." I shrugged. "Why?"

"I was just wondering."

I nodded.

It was quiet for a little while.

"How much homework do you have?" I asked.

"A little bit... why?"

"I was thinking of going out tonight for dinner. What do you think?"

"Depends... where?"

"Well, I was thinking Chinese... but it's up to you."

"I don't have a preference..." he said, looking down.

"Are you sure you don't wanna talk about it?" I asked.

He nodded. "Positive..."

"Okay."

"Have you ever had that feeling where you're just not important, and you don't belong."

"Is this what this is about?" I asked.

He shrugged. "It was just some bullies who told me I need to die."

"Don't listen to them. K?"

He nodded.

"They don't know what they're talking about or how serious what they say effects people." I said.

He nodded again.

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