Virgil sighed as he laid back on his bed. It had been about two weeks since Stephanie had wanted to eat lunch with them. He'd seen her off and on since, but they mostly just talked outside of school. She had come to his house a week ago, last Friday night, but had just called to say she couldn't hang out tonight.

One subject had been on his mind a lot because of something that happened last Friday night when Stephanie was over. He couldn't stop thinking about it...

"Is there really no better way to spend Friday nights?" Zeke asked, plopping down on Virgil's couch with a bag of chips in his hand. "Surely there's something better on tv."

"Better than this?!" Charlie asked. "No way!"

"How many natural disasters are they gonna do, anyways? They have to run out sometime."

Virgil laughed. "That's true, I guess. Then we'll go back to having no life on Friday nights."

"You call this a life?" Zeke asked, but he was smiling.

Stephanie laughed. "You guys sure fight a lot."

"Yeah," Charlie said absentmindedly, without taking his attention off the tv. "Jeanette told us that once after we went back in time."

"Charlie!" Zeke yelled, sitting up suddenly and spilling potato chips all over Virgil's couch.

Stephanie looked quickly between all three of the guys. "What?"

"Nothing," Virgil said quickly. Zeke and Charlie were looking at him with nervous faces and Stephanie was looking at him with confusion. He had to say something. But what could he say? He wasn't going to lie to Stephanie, but he couldn't really tell her the truth either. "Um, it's nothing."

"Did he say-"

"It doesn't matter what he said," Virgil said, interrupting Stephanie. "Sometimes when Charlie gets ideas about some science thing he starts talking like he's actually done them." That was true, Charlie had done that before, but Virgil still felt guilty.

Stephanie opened her mouth to say something but Virgil's mom walked into the room and asked how everything was going.

"Everything's fine, mom," Virgil answered, but he wasn't sure of that himself...

With a small groan Virgil sat up on his bed again. The rest of that night had been pretty quiet, and seemed kind of tense. After Charlie appologized to him and Zeke later on no one had brought up the subject all week. Still, Virgil couldn't get it out of his head.

He quickly leaned over and grabbed his phone, then started hitting the numbers. Standing up he held it to his ear and started to walk around his room.

"Yeah?"

"Hey Zeke."

"Hey Virg. What up?"

"Uh, not a whole lot."

"Ok, so why did you call?" Zeke asked. He never was one to beat around the bush.

"Actually, it's about last Friday night."

"Ok, what about it?"

"Well, um..."

"You want to tell her, don't you, Virg?"

Virgil laughed a little bit. "I didn't know you could read minds."

"Oh yeah, totally," Zeke answered, then his voice got serious again. "Virg, this is huge, man."

"I know," Virgil answered with a sigh, sitting down on his bed again. "But, Zeke..."

"Have you talked to Charlie yet?"

"No. I wanted to see what you think first, 'cause I already know Charlie's gonna freak when I tell him. Do you really think I shouldn't?"

Zeke was quiet for a little bit. "After what happened last Friday, I think it might be good to tell her. I just honestly don't know if she'll believe you."

"That's what I was worried about, too. But I just really feel like I should tell her."

"What will you do if she doesn't believe you?"

"I really don't know."

"Talk to Charlie. If he lets you, tell her. Good luck, bro."

"Thanks, Zeke. See ya tonight."

"Later Virg."

Virgil hung up his phone and looked at it. Time to call Charlie. Oh boy.