I believe, Jack!

I believe!

Oh, how I hope I can see where I'm going...

Spin past this senior marching band.

They read my mind. I look at my hands.

Sing like an upset high schooler.

I can't focus on my homework.

So, they've got matching party hats.

And can I find my

Missing mobile phone?

No, it's not there.

Must have left it at home.

It sucks 'cause I'm alone.

I'll just keep talking to the fog.

Does Pete The Cat think that's wrong?

Just realized I can fit through here.

I'm Quasimodo for a sec.

Walk to the arch and pivot sharp.

Pete, I love your books!

Got a song for me?

No, I think not.

I'm just a mood as him;

We hug ourselves quite well.