Lonely Hearts Club
"Oh boy, Chum Chum, the first day of seventh grade!" an excited Fanboy proclaimed to his best friend. It was a bright and sunny August 20th and the dynamic duo were making their way to school for the first time in two months.
"So many new possibilities, new people, new-"
"Uhhh, Fanboy, aren't we having the same exact class and teacher as last year? In the same building?"
"Well, yeah, but they'll all be new because they'll all be seventh graders!" At this, the two shared collective laughs and shouts of approval. In no time, they were entering into a medium-sized classroom on the second floor of Galaxy Hills Middle School.
Fanboy and Chum Chum took their seats smack-dab in the middle of the room. They got there fairly early, so there were only a few peole chatting with each other, waiting for 8:05 AM to strike.
As he was looking around, absorbing his new environment, Fanboy noticed his old wizard friend, Kyle Bloodworth-Thomason, sitting next to him. Kyle was too busy with his spellbook to notice the hyper-active young boy's presence.
Fanboy noticed after a while that there were quite a few things different about his old pal. For one, he got his braces off and his previously bad teeth were now perfectly straight. Kyle's once shoulder-length bright red hair had been shortened down to a pixie cut, and he was just a bit more muscular, compared to his earlier lanky build. Fanboy just sat, stared and thought about how different his freckled friend had become over such a short time span while Chum Chum started a conversation with a girl named Nancy. Kyle felt his gaze and looked to him in annoyance.
"May I help you with something, or are you just going to stare at me until the teacher arrives?" he asked, still holding on to that same snarky attitude. Fanboy blushed slightly; partly because he'd been caught and partly because Kyle's English voice developed into a lower, smoother tone, startling him with yet another change.
"Oh! Umm... Hi Kyle," he said quickly with a big, nervous smile. Fanboy was never this awkward. What was up with him today?
"Hrrrm, I see that you haven't changed a bit," spat Kyle. He was right; Fanboy was still the high-pitched, baby-faced, 5'3" weirdo he was months ago. Oh well, no shame in being a late bloomer.
Fanboy quickly replied, "Wow, you look waaay different, Kyle! Lookin' good, heh!"
Kyle wasn't used to compliments like that coming from him, but nevertheless, he shrugged it off, only feeling mildy bothered.
"Errr, thank you, Fanboy."
As soon as the somewhat put-off mage returned to his reading, the bell rang for class to start. This caused Kyle to get up and head to his locker to get his first period supplies. Fanboy, already having all his stuff for a change, just sat with his head in his right palm, mentally asking himself;
What the heck is wrong with me?!
