I have nothing to say here. I just hope you all enjoy that chapter.

The only thing that made the days with therapy bearable was when the actual therapy was over with. On those days, he was able to see his friends, who were beginning to reconcile. However when they did meet, an awkward silence fell over them as none of them knew what to start a conversation about. So they sat on the curb of a sidewalk, each waiting for someone else to start talking.

"I hate therapy by myself," Said TJ. "I always end up talking even though I don't want to."

"Well the purpose of therapy is to work through underlying issues that you may have," Said Gretchen. "You're supposed to talk."

"I don't have any issues," He said. "I just want people to stop reminding me about the whole thing. You guys coming to therapy with me Wednesday?"

"I don't see why we have to go," Spinelli said. "We're not the one with the problem."

"Spinelli—"

"Hey!" He was cut off by a voice coming from down the street. Looking, they could see Sam and Chauncey walking towards them. Chauncey still wore TJ's red hat on his head backwards and Sam had his jacket tied around her waist by the sleeves. TJ waved them over and they ran the rest of the way. "What are you all doing?"

"We were talking until you came!" Spinelli snapped.

"Don't yell at him!" Sam said, stepping in front of Chauncey.

"And what are you gonna do about it?" Said Spinelli as she stood up.

"This!" With that Sam gave her a shove. In seconds the two girls had to be restrained to avoid a vicious fight that would've been akin to world war three. The only two not holding them back were TJ and Chauncey; they both honestly wanted to see who would win. TJ would've bet for Spinelli at first, but began to think that anyone who challenged her must know what they were going up against, so he was willing to say that Sam would've held her ground pretty well.

Not wanting to see who would, they took this opportunity to walk away. TJ started to wonder exactly why is friends seemed so uncomfortable around them. If anything, he thought that he should feel uncomfortable around them; he was the one that hit, pushed, and yelled at them. Then his figured he would leave this for Wednesday, if they decide to come to therapy with him. Running his fingers through his hair he looked at his hat as it rested on Chauncey's head. He had to admit, it did look good on him.

"Anything interesting on my face?" Chauncey asked with a blushing smile.

"Huh?"

"You're staring at me."

"Oh, sorry," TJ looked away and focused on the path in front of him.

"You know you never actually introduced us to your friends," Chauncey said. "They seem nice."

"Most of them," he mumbled.

"Most?"

"It's Spinelli," He said. "She won't let this go. She even said that they shouldn't have to go to the therapy with me because they're not the ones with the 'problem.' Last time I checked this affected us all! And I don't have a problem! I just think people should leave me alone to sort through this myself. Let me figure out what's going on in my mind. I understand myself more than anyone, right?"

"Wow," said Chauncey. "I hope you open up this much in therapy."

"Not really," He said. "Just you. I think I trust you more than the therapist. I dunno why though…."

"It's okay. What are friends for, right?" He nodded, and Chauncey pulled him into a hug. It was a surprise to TJ at first, but he hugged back; lately hugs made him feel safe. The two of them hugged a little tighter and it lasted a little longer than they both expected. They only broke the hug by the sound of the others calling for them.

"Hey where did you two go?" Shouted Sam as everyone turned the corner to meet them. By then Chauncey and TJ had broken the hug.

"We were thinking of something to do," TJ lied. "Are you and Spinelli done fighting?"

"Yeah, yeah," Spinelli said. "She just better say out of my way!"

"That's not gonna be a problem, pigtails," Sam said. "So what'd you two come up with?"

"Ah, we thought maybe we could go to the park or something," Chauncey said. "Maybe play ice tag or something, I dunno.."

"What's ice tag?" Vince asked.

"The greatest game in the world! C'mon, we'll show you!"

For the rest of the day they spent their time playing ice tag, which was much like regular tag, but instead of one person tagging, it was two and whoever was tagged had to stand still because they were 'frozen.' The others had to touch who was frozen to unfreeze them at the risk of being tagged themselves. Everyone each had their own element to add to the game, and therefore everyone enjoyed it; though Chauncey tripped and fell face first onto a small stone that hit his front teeth at just the right angle to split them. He had to step out of the game after that.

Once it was over and they were too tired to play anymore they all head their own way home. Before he headed out, TJ pulled Chauncey aside.

"Are you okay?" TJ asked him.

"Yeah, I'm okay. You asked me ten times before!" Chauncey said with a laugh.

"So, um, do you wanna come over my house tomorrow?"

"Sure, everyone's gonna be there, right?"

"Well, no. I was hoping that we would just play by ourselves….."

"Oh, okay." Chauncey said. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Going their separate ways they waved each other goodbye.