---Ike's pov---

I'm so happy that Firkle and I can be together. I'm just worried that Firkle might not be as okay as he says he will.

I don't want to risk him getting hurt or anyone else getting hurt because we thought it would be okay.

I sigh and continue to walk to school from Firkle's house. I don't want to be late for fifth period.

---Firkle's pov---

I flop back onto the couch and stare at the ceiling.

This is so stupid and infuriating. This just sucks.

I sucks even worse that my stupid cereal is soggy and I can't eat it now. Fuck.

I turn onto my side and stare at the blank wall.

I sit up and decide that I should probably get dressed. I mean, I can't walk around in just a t-shirt and a pair of boxers all day.... Or maybe I could just go back to bed and sleep the rest of the day.

I'll do that. I get up and dump my cereal out and head upstairs.

I walk into my room and curl up on my bed.

I just want to go to sleep and get over this day. I don't want to deal with anymore problems. Or Sally.