"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

'Dude, guess what I got?'

Keith rolled his eyes before reluctantly looking up from his book and giving his best friend, Jason, the look. Jason, of course, was oblivious (or was at least pretending to be) to Keith's annoyance and stretched his unnaturally wide grin an inch wider. It was the day before the winter break and the rest of the class were chirping about cheerfully in their conversations as their teacher gave the last twenty minutes of the school day off to free time, much to everybody's excitement. Well, almost everybody. Keith wasn't one for conversations and going back to the uneventful book he brought for the day wasn't on his 'top things to do when bored' list.

Never the less, he hadn't seen Jason the whole day, and during class whenever he glanced over at him during the teacher's painful droning, Jason was always squirming uncomfortably, as if he had something he ever so desperately wanted to tell him. Scanning around, no one else seemed the least bit interested in their conversation, too busy engaged in their own. Even giant Mackenzie was too busy scribbling down profanities on paper planes with his friends to throw at everybody to be so much as throwing an intimidating glance Keith's way. Keith rolled his eyes again and sighed, meeting Jason's shakingly excited stare.

'What is it?' Keith asked, ready for Jason to spew how he finally nailed a crossbow trick shot in the Half Life 3 multiplayer.

Jason's grin started to edge into maliciousness, to such an extent Keith shifted on his seat uncomfortably.
'I got this.' He whispered, snatching glances both ways before leaning over the desk and pulling up a disc box from within the inner pocket of his jacket.

Keith's heart hammered in his chest, the print on the cover was all too recognisable. Something he'd been waiting to see in the flesh for a very long time.
Immediately, he leaped forward and wrapped his arms around the box, staring Jason in the eye. 'What the hell's the matter with you?' He hissed through his teeth. 'Do you know what would happen if anyone saw you holding this? You'd never make it home alive!'

A group of girls in the corner giggled, and Keith realised in the commotion that he was leaning a little too close to Jason. Growling, he leapt back into his chair, giving Jason the look like he never had before. Jason's grin continued, the box thankfully back within his jacket pocket.

'So what, you just came to rub it in my face?' Keith folded his arms and gave a huff before looking off away from Jason.

'I came to say I got you a copy.'

Keith's heart stopped for a second, he gagged for air and threw himself to face Jason. 'You- You did?' He stuttered. Nah, this was Jason he was thinking of, as if Jason would ever get Keith one of the most legendary-

Before his thoughts could finish, Jason slid an identical box across the desk towards Keith. He didn't even make an attempt to catch it as it clattered on top of his lap.

'So, you want to try it out?' Jason asked in an almost sing-song manner.

Keith looked down, the shadows spread down his face as his stare bored into the plastic, rectangular box sitting on his lap. It was his turn to grin.