By the time lunch came I was really unsure about how this project was going to go. Did Pip really hate me that much? I sat next to Kyle and Stan with my packed lunch my father had insisted he make for me.

"What did you bring Damien?" Stan curiously peered over at my bag.

"No clue my father made it." Which could be many possibilities. "What are you doing your book project on Kyle?" The red head pushed a book my way gesturing towards it.

"You're doing yours on Of Mice and Men?" He just nodded back at me while Stan shook his head.

"You got partnered with Kenny didn't you?" Stan snickered at his best friend. "Kenny doesn't read or really do work so Kyle had to pick an easy book that we all ready read two years ago so Kenny can at least help during presentation so he won't fail."

I listened to the two of them discuss Kenny a little further while I unwrapped my sandwich of ham and cheese figures my dad would be simple and make it something I at least like.

"Damien got the best partner in the class." Kyle suddenly said.

"Oh really who did you get paired with?" Stan turned his gaze to me.

"Pip." Stan's face grew wide.

"Oh man you are lucky he's the best in the class when it comes to books or English in general."

"Yeah but he hates me. I made him into a firework so he hates my entire existence." I shoved my lunch to the side no longer interested in eating.

"You know I think he's catholic to?" The red headed boy began on his thought. "You are the son of Satan I mean who says Pip doesn't hate you for that? You turned him into a firework years ago! You turned Kenny into a duck billed platypus and he doesn't hate you!"

"Hey I didn't ask to be the son of Satan it happened that way." The bell rang out causing everyone to jump up and start shuffling out.

"See ya dude!" Stan and Kyle caught themselves into the crowd heading for the hallways.

Instead of going back to school I decided to skip out and head home thankfully my father had business in hell today so it was just me.

"I wonder if Pip remembers much of our friendship before I turned him into a firework." I remembered walking with him on the playground burning everything in my child rage staring I didn't need acceptance I was the son of Satan but I also remember hanging out after school even having Pip at our temporary house. Suddenly my phone started making that annoying ringing sound it makes when someone calls.

"Yes hello?" I held the phone between my shoulder and ear as I laid comfortably in my bed.

"Hello Damien I'm calling to give you my address for our book project. It's 221 South Maple Street if you get lost just head to the library and follow the alley behind it to a backyard and you'll be there." Pip clicked off without even saying good bye.

Right I forgot I had to go to Pip's today. With a grunt of annoyance I pryed myself out of bed and headed out the door deciding to just look for the library and follow the alley path because my sense of direction wasn't so great on the surface. Following this alley I finally reached a small house that circled the yard around to the front so I could knock on the door expecting Pip's parents to answer.

"I see you found your way Damien." Pip stated as he opened the door.

"Yes I believe I did." I stepped in the doorway letting Pip close the door. Glancing around I noticed his parents were no where in sight. "Parents not home?" I tilted my head to the left a little surprised.

"Oh no I live alone. My adopted parents decided to give me this small house and every month they drop off groceries for me." He didn't say anything further on the subject. "So I have decided on our book."

Pip pulled out what really looked like a comic book with the title Son of Satan.

"Really? That's not fucking funny!" I was growing angry now.

"Oh I'm just kidding Damien. Funny that's the main characters name in this to." He threw the book behind before pulling Great Expectations out of his collection on the shelf.

"Many people know the son of Satan's name. It's not like I've been hidden from the world or anything." Breathing in and out to calm down I clenched my jaw. "And I'm not reading that damn book either." I looked pointedly at the book.

"Is it because you can't read?" Pip spat out.

"Yes Pip that's exactly why." I rolled my eyes. "We should compromise on a book we both haven't read that we both would enjoy, don't you agree?" I could see him analyzing what I said trying to decide if agreeing was a good idea.

"I suppose you are for once right." He stuffed his book back on his shelf. "We'll have to go to the library though I've read every book here at least three times over."

"You're still the same I see." He turned pink slightly at that statement.

"Don't act like you've ever known me!" He screeched as he ran out his door.

Following Pip back through the alley to the library we passed the librarian who pleasantly greeted Pip and looked to me like I was scum of the earth which I suppose I technically was.

"All right lets have a look at the classics." Pip began pulling books off the shelf flipping through their pages. Glancing at the shelf I read some of the titles such as Scarlet Letter, Fahrenheit 451, Huckleberry Finn, I all ready knew I was going to struggle with this project because this was not my strong subject.

"Pip are you a avid reader?" It was a stupid question but I figured I probably should make it known I was definitely not. Pip stared at me as if I was some kind of idiot.

"I would like to say so." He replied pulling out another book. "But you all ready knew that." He eyed me suspiciously.

"Yeah I'm kinda like the opposite." I turned back to the shelf and started scanning titles as if I knew anything about these books.

"I can tell. Let's do an easy one like Pride and Prejudice." Pip presented the book to me. "I've been meaning to read this one but I haven't gotten to it quite yet. So it's perfect."

I took a copy of the book as he headed to the front to check the book out.

"Oh Pip this is a wonderful book you will so enjoy this tale!" The librarian exclaimed she was an older woman with a warm smile focused on Pip.

"Thank you Janice I'm sure to enjoy every detail of it! It's for my book project I'm working on it with Damien here." He gestured to me Janice's face turned cold when her gaze turned to me.

"Do you have a library card young man?" Her voice suddenly icy reminding me of Pip the first time we spoke.

"Uh well no I suppose I need to get one from you?" I pulled out my school card handing it to her she snatched it from my hands.

"Damien Thorne? Well let's see." She slowly copies the info down before handing me my school card back as well as my new library card.

"Thank you Janice!" Pip seemed pretty happy that his librarian friend hated my guts for seemingly no reason at all. I was sure I'd only use the library for this project then probably burn it in hells fire when this was all over.

On our way back I noticed Pip had somewhat relaxed or so it seemed as least. I wondered why his adoptive parents had pretty much banished him, I also wondered why the other kids seemed to believe he was cruel now sure he'd been cold towards me but at the same time I still saw same old passive Pip.

Once inside Pip set the book down heading straight into his kitchen starting on a pot of what I could only guess to be tea.

"So why do you carry nunchucks with you everywhere?" The question seemed to remind him he hates me as he glared at me.

"You would probably carry a weapon around to if Eric Cartman tormented you as he did me, and when you turn into a firework for his entertainment I'm sure you'd want to protect yourself." His cold glare matching his icy eyes sent chills down my spine which I believed to be impossible.

"That makes perfect sense to me." The pot of water was once again tended to.

"Do you want a cup of tea Damien?" Pip held a mug up.

"Sure Pip. Sure." He poured me a little over half a cup and handed it to me.