I laugh and Oh nods. I stare at him in disbelief.

"That's not true!"

"It is, it is. Kyle hit Smek on the head with the Shusher."

"Whoa, he must've got in a lot of trouble for that," I grin. "No, he handed the Shusher to me." Oh looks down now, his face turning blue. He says quietly, "Kyle was a true Boov leader."

I place a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure he was."

Oh turns pink. "He said he was my friend."

"Well, he was a good guy."

Oh looks up at me, turning back to normal. "Tip..."

"Yes?"

"Can we visit him today?"

"Sure. Maybe later though." I get off the bottom bunk. "I have work to do."

"Can I help you?"

I shrug. "If you want."

My friend's face lights up and he runs over to my desk. "What are we doing?"

"Maths."

"But maths bores the mind."

"It bores every part of you, I can tell you that," I say, getting out my homework. Vectors. I start doing the questions, Oh telling me where I'm going wrong.

Twenty minutes into the questions and I look down on hearing Pig mewing. I scratch in between his ears. He miaows happily and jumps on Oh's head.

"Pig cat!" Oh says, delighted. He frowns at Oh's insistent tone of mewing. "What does he need?"

"Feeding time," I say, getting up. Oh shakes his head.

"No, you do your work, I'll feed him."

"But Oh," I whine.

"But Tip, you have exams."

"Alright, alright. I'll do it," I grumble, sitting down. Oh goes out of the room with Pig.

"Don't give him milk, give him water!" I call.

"I will!" Oh calls back.

Ten minutes later, I've finished. "Wow that's a lot of questions," I mutter to myself. Oh still hasn't come back. I get up and go to my window, staring at the sky. I look back at the painting I stole two years ago. My eyes scan the painted little balls of light and the glow they give. Van Gough always seems to relate to how I feel about the Earth. I'm not sure why though. I guess Oh changed my perspective on the universe. I turn to the outside again and begin to daydream.

Suddenly, I see a light come from the forest. I snap out of my trance and watch, unsure of what to do. Then, there's a little explosion. My eyes widen and I run downstairs.

"Tip, where are you going?" Mom calls.

"It's important!" I shout, grabbing my black duffle coat and putting my red sneakers on. I go out the front door and run to the forest, slowing down to a walk as I approach the mass of trees and leaves, a mix of red, brown and yellow. I get to the spot, pushing a branch out the way as I do so. I find the source of the explosion.

It's a girl. She has long black hair and brown skin. Her eyes are closed. She wears a pink top which has a hood attached to it, and black leggings. On her feet, she wears black Nike trainers with white laces. I notice the faint glow around her and realise she could be unconscious.

"She needs help," I mutter. I lean down and throw her arm over my shoulder, standing back up. Unexpectedly, she's light. I lift her into my arms and run from the forest.