---Ike's pov---

I shake my head, "It's not that big of a deal, Sally."

She nods stopping, "If you say so," she said waving and walking toward the front door.

I wave weakly back and continue toward the back door, I want to try to walk home with Firkle today.

I turn the corner and stop when I see Firkle and Filmore at the other end of the hall.

Then, Firkle turns around and starts heading in this direction. I panic slightly and spin and flatten against the wall.

He walks past me and out the back door, back to where we were previously.

I shortly follow after him, opening the door and see him sitting in the same spot he was in, with his knees pulled up to his chest once again.

"Hey Firkle," I greet as I walk over and lean against the wall next to him.

He waves slightly.

"Are you planning on going home? We could walk together..."

"Sure," he says standing up and we start to leave.

But, I stop, "Do you need to get anything from your locker?" He shakes his head.

"Let's just go."

I'll ask him what that was about later...