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"Franny, calm down. I'm sure he's fine." Carl said. Franny had been pacing back and force for almost an hour now. It was 9:00. Wilbur was supposed to be home at 7. She thought.

"I know, but he was supposed to be home 2 hours ago!!" She said. You could hear how worried she was just in the first few words.

"I know, I know." Carl began "He probably just got caught up doing homework or helping the poor or..." he got cut off by the sound of a door shutting. Franny's head snapped around to find Wilbur walking in.

"Hey, Mom...Carl." he said, lifting his hand and giving a slight wave.

"Oh..Some body's in trouble." Carl sang. Wilbur looked at him, an eyebrow raised in confusion, then to his mother. Her arms were crossed, she leaned on one leg, tapping the others foot. She did not look happy.

"Where were you?" Her faced showed more seriousness than Wilbur had ever seen...At least to him. Wilbur's eyes darted back and forth then looked at his mother. He shrugged.

"I was just with Steve. You know," He began as he was walking away "Finishing some homework." He said casually.

"I called Steven's mother." Franny called from behind Wilbur. he stopped in his tracks as his mother called his bluff. "She said Steven hadn't seen you all week." Wilbur turned around, opening his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. "So where were you." Wilbur sighed, scratching the back of his head.

"I..." he paused, thinking of what to say. "I was just with a friend." Franny raised an eyebrow.

"Who?" Wilbur exhaled in annoyance with Franny's questions. He threw his hands in the air. "Wilbur." She warned.

"No one, mom. It was nothing. I'm sorry I'm late! It's not that big of a deal." he scuffed, turning to walk up the stairs.

"It is a big deal, Wilbur! You had me worried sick!" Franny explained. Wilbur ignored his mother's comments, continuing to walk to his room. "Wilbur!" he didn't stop. he just entered his room and shut his door. Franny sighed.

--Later--

"I'm worried about him, Cornelius." Franny said.

"Franny, Wilbur's a growing boy. He's making new friends, find out who he really is. He just wants his space is all." His wife frowned at him, obviously not happy with his answer.

"I know, but what if he getting involved with the wrong people? What if he's getting into smoking or drugs and drinking!? What if he's getting involved with the wrong girls or..." Cornelius cut her off.

"Wilbur's a smart kid. He knows what he is and what he's not supossed to do. You just got to give him a little time." Franny sighed. She walked over to her husband, who was now in his pajamas, and hugged him.

"I guess you're right. I'm just a little worried is all." Cornelius laughed.

"A little?" Franny smiled and playfully hit him.

"Very funny." her husband chuckled. "Let's go to bed." He nodded and off they went.

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