"Oh... my... god!" I said "I am crazy!"

"I cant believe you didn't recognize me" said Johnny "I mean it's been like a gajllion years since we played but you can't forget me that easily can you!"

"I didn't recognize you because... well..."I held out a hand mirror to him.

He saw his reflection and yelped "Aw jeeze! I'm like a hundred years old!"

I nodded, sympathetically.

"I'm almost as old as you!" he said to me.

"What! I'm only sixteen!"

"Exactly almost a hundred!"

"You never were good at math" I said.

"Well, I am a kindergarten drop-out" he said lying on my bed.

"Oh what am I doing!" I scowled myself. I sighed and turned to him "If my imagination brought you here, then it can take you away."

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"It means you had a good run, Johnny, but now it's time for you to go back where you came from" I explained "I'm going to close my eyes and when I open them you'll be back in my imagination, where you can't make anymore trouble!"

I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to picture him in my head. I opened my eyes again and- surprisingly- it worked! He was gone!

I sighed in relief, it was all in my head. I laid down on my bed and rubbed my temples, I never really noticed how much of a headache Johnny could be. I stared up at the ceiling and gasped.

He was hanging from my ceiling fan.

He jumped down and said "nice try but it takes a lot more than that to get rid of me!"

I groaned and laid on my bed as he explored my room a bit.

"This is your bedroom, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, why?" 

"Well, where's all the toys and drawings and the doll house?" he asked.

"Gone, I grew up" I told him.

"You what?"

"You heard me!"

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I had to."  

"Why?"

"Well, Beth kept asking me to."

"Why?"

"Because I was being immature, I guess."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not a kid anymore! That's why!" I yelled.

"Okay" he smiled.

"Grrrrr!" I growled.

"So what are we supposed to do if your 'grown up'?" Johnny asked, putting air quotes around the words grown up.

"I have to do homework" I said, sitting down at my desk and grabbing my text books.

"Home-work? That doesn't sound very fun!" he said.

"It's not supposed to be" I said.

"Then what should I do?" he asked.

"Sit on the bed and be quiet?" I suggested not looking up from my text book.

"Well why don't I just go back to locking myself in the toy box?" he threw his hands up.

Why not indeed!  I couldn't help but think.

I did my homework while Johnny entertained himself by going through my stuff. When I was finally finished i looked up and saw him holding up one of my bra's.

"What does this do?" he asked innocently.

My eyes went wide. "Uh... that is my...thing that keeps my..." I gestured to my chest, hoping he would get it.

He stared back blankly.

I sighed, there was no easy way to say this. "It's for my boobs" I said.

"AH!" he yelled and dropped it "I thought they were to put on your head! like Mickey Mouse ears." 

I rolled my eyes and picked up the bra, returning it to the drawer.

"Boy, you really grew up!" he said.

I shot him a look.

AN: LOL! And so Johnny learns what a bra is for! Comments please! Pretty please!