He lay there silently on the trampoline. He was staring into the clouded sky that was in honesty nowhere near as clouded as his thoughts were. The jumbled mess of words, memories, feelings and various other things swirling and swishing around his head were giving him a headache. He had originally been thinking of new pranks to pull. But that related to her. And thinking of her had become a rather muddled topic. He sat up and huddled his legs close to him. His pants were quite a bit too short for him. He knew what that meant. Growing up. He still didn't quite get why. He knew it might have something to do with her. Damn the whole idea of her was back in his mind and confusing him again. That's why he pranked her. She did something to him. He kissed her and she punched him. It hurt him. And not just physically. He didn't know why. He stared at the sky for hours. When no one was around he really was able to think more.