Disclaimer: still don't own it.
I'll See You Again
Prologue
Snitch's POV
Okay, so I don't have any 'friends' I don't care. I don't need them. But it's not like I don't have ANY friends right? I mean, I do have my one or two friends on the computer who I talk to all the time about EVEYTHING. Seriously, my parents are so worried about me not getting along with anyone, but the really haven't seen my buddy's list online.
So anyway, I was sitting at my desk one day, when my mom walks in with my dad. My mom was softly crying, and my dad looked as if he was about to.
"Son," My dad was the first to talk.
"Yup?" I sent a message to one of my best friends, who we all call Spif.
"We need to talk to you." My dad's voice was low.
"Alright, go ahead." I said, my eyes still glued to the screen of my PC.
"Will you look at us?" My mom asked, touching my shoulder.
I span around in my chair. "Yeah?"
"Well, we've been thinking long and hard..." My mother started, before turning onto my dad's chest again, and started to cry.
"Can this wait? I'm about to start a game." I asked.
My father shook his head, "We think it's time for you to see the consular."
"What? Your joking right?"
My father was patting my mom on the back, "We really think it's for the best."
I shook my head, "Why do I have to go? I didn't do anything. I swear that kid GAVE me the pencil."
"It's not about that Derk, It's just... We're worried about your friends." My mom smiled weakly.
"You don't have to worry about my friends, I don't have any." I grinned.
"That's our point, Derk. You, how can we put this, weird? You know. You're the only person in your school without a friend." My father pleasantly pointed out.
"I don't need friends, Dad, I'm just fine without them."
My mother cried out, "Will you please just go for us?"
"Alright," I agreed, "I'll go for you mom."
We'll be going tomorrow.
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A/N: I'm in a writing mood right now, but I don't want to work on any of the stories I've already started, you know? So yeah. Should I continue? Or not? Or do you care? Please Review.
I'll See You Again
Prologue
Snitch's POV
Okay, so I don't have any 'friends' I don't care. I don't need them. But it's not like I don't have ANY friends right? I mean, I do have my one or two friends on the computer who I talk to all the time about EVEYTHING. Seriously, my parents are so worried about me not getting along with anyone, but the really haven't seen my buddy's list online.
So anyway, I was sitting at my desk one day, when my mom walks in with my dad. My mom was softly crying, and my dad looked as if he was about to.
"Son," My dad was the first to talk.
"Yup?" I sent a message to one of my best friends, who we all call Spif.
"We need to talk to you." My dad's voice was low.
"Alright, go ahead." I said, my eyes still glued to the screen of my PC.
"Will you look at us?" My mom asked, touching my shoulder.
I span around in my chair. "Yeah?"
"Well, we've been thinking long and hard..." My mother started, before turning onto my dad's chest again, and started to cry.
"Can this wait? I'm about to start a game." I asked.
My father shook his head, "We think it's time for you to see the consular."
"What? Your joking right?"
My father was patting my mom on the back, "We really think it's for the best."
I shook my head, "Why do I have to go? I didn't do anything. I swear that kid GAVE me the pencil."
"It's not about that Derk, It's just... We're worried about your friends." My mom smiled weakly.
"You don't have to worry about my friends, I don't have any." I grinned.
"That's our point, Derk. You, how can we put this, weird? You know. You're the only person in your school without a friend." My father pleasantly pointed out.
"I don't need friends, Dad, I'm just fine without them."
My mother cried out, "Will you please just go for us?"
"Alright," I agreed, "I'll go for you mom."
We'll be going tomorrow.
* * *
A/N: I'm in a writing mood right now, but I don't want to work on any of the stories I've already started, you know? So yeah. Should I continue? Or not? Or do you care? Please Review.