In recess, Luke sat beside me.

"Andrew, are you feeling alright?" He asked.

"A hundred kids have already asked me that question." I said.

"I don't know what has happened to you. You seem so different." He said

I thought I should better tell Luke about it. He's my best friend. I should share it with him.

"Luke, I want to tell you something" I said.

"OK. Spit it out." He said.

"Not here." I pulled him towards the back of the school.

"Luke, you remember that Magical Michael's words?" I asked.

He nodded.

"He took revenge on me by making my hands sticky. The basketball stuck to my hands during the match. It's so maddening!" I said.

"You aren't making any sense, Andrew." Luke said looking confused.

"Touch my hands. You will believe me then." I said.

Luke touched my hands.

"Uh, they're so sticky. Hey, My hand is stuck!" He cried.

Right then, our teacher, Mr. Colin appeared.