Hello, how have you all been? Today we had a half day at school, so I decided to write my chapter.

i still have my obsession with classical music and the periodic table. :/ listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons:Winter. I think its the best out of the four Songs.

Let's recap! Herbert embarrasses himself, causing Klutzy to innocently make fun of him. He takes it too seriously and in the end, throws a tantrum. Klutzy throws a (pizza parlor! lol, jk) tantrum too and Herbert throws Klutzy out the door. :( poor guy.

I stood there, glaring through the door to Klutzy for several minutes. My fists were clenched and my breath came out in heavy huffs. After a few minutes, I took a deep breath and loosened up. My heart filled with regret.

"I shouldn't have done that." I muttered sadly to myself. "I feel so bad!" I slowly walked to the couch and sat down on the prickly lychees. The prick did not hurt as much as what I had done.

"Will he forgive me?" I asked myself as I peeled a lychee and popped it into my mouth. It was sweet and juicy, one of the best things I have tasted. I sighed, realizing how lucky I was to have Klutzy. I would have been really lonely without him.

"Why did I do that?" I scolded myself. "I wish I was back in the Arctic Circle." I sighed again. I slowly got up and walked to the door. I took a few deep breaths and opened the door. I peeped out. Klutzy was gone.

I looked down and sadly ambled to the place where I was abandoned by class. To my surprise, there were a pile of papers in the exact spot. On the top was a piece of paper that said, "To Herbert P. Bear."

"Huh?" I blurted out, reaching for the stack of papers. I slowly read each of them, my face changing from a sorrow, regretful face to a more joyous one.

"They're from my friends!" I cried out happily. I removed one from Serenalia.

"That's odd. Why would she care?" I mumbled to myself as I opened up the paper.

Dear Herbert,

I am writing this on behalf of our class. In this letter, I will explain everything that happened. First off, when Mr. Hendbert left you, he meant it as a joke. Or at least he said it was. We were pretty angry and yelled at him for leaving a student behind. He said he was going to fail all of us if we kept yelling at him. Well, we kept yelling. Now we all have F's, so you better come back here.

Anyway, we all went back into the time machine to get you. But you were gone. We searched the nearby area, but there was no sign of you. So we decided to leave these pile of letters in case you came back here. In fact, we are still here now. Annoying J, Tapbert, and Hankbert are throwing snowballs at each other, while I'm sitting here writing this 2 page long letter.

Your friends and family miss you very much. I hope you will contact us somehow and let us know how you are doing. We are really worried. Please answer this as soon as possible.

A.K.A. ASAP.

Jonabert! Go away! Mr. Hendbert asked ME to write the letter, not you!

Sorry about that, someone was being uncooperative. Anyway, please let us know how you are doing. We really need to know that you are safe.

Sincerely,

Serenalia, on behalf of 721 and Mr. Hendbert.

I was overjoyed after reading this.

"So they really do care!" I cried out happily. But I still believed that Mr. Hendbert really intended to leave me. A real teacher wouldn't do that to a student. (Mr. Hendbert, I am not trying to imply that you are a bad teacher. You worked really hard to keep us together on the Walking Tour.)

That thought instantly made me upset, and also a bit angry. I took out my cell phone from my back pocket and opened it up. I had 27 texts, 152 emails, and 19 missed calls. My eyes widened in surprise. I sat on a rock and read every single text and email. Some were from Hermoine, but the rest were all from my friends. They all asked me how I was, what happened to me, and if I am coming back.

I checked the time on the phone. 10:00AM. They should be in school right now. I decided to call Jonabert. I tapped in his number and waited. Or ring, two rings, three rings. On the fourth ring, he answered.

"Whoever you are, you are crazy to call me in school." He hissed through the phone. I could hear Miss. English's voice in the background, yelling, "Kids, we are very chatty today, aren't we?"

"Jonabert, it's me! Herbert!" I said calmly.

"Herbert!?" Jonabert exclaimed. I nodded at the phone.

There was a pause. "I will call you at lunch." He quickly said and hung up.

I sat there, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, I remembered Klutzy.

"I wonder how he's doing." I said to myself. "I feel bad for yelling at him. He was so defenseless." I picked myself up and, with the papers in my possession, ambled back to the old base. It was still partially covered with blue candy, but the candy had dried up and was now hard enough to sit on. I sat on a piece of dried up candy in the shape of a mushroom.

I leafed through the letters again, skimming over the words and the familiar handwriting. As I was finishing up, I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I picked up the call.

"Herbert! Are you ok? How are you? Are you still alive?" My friends bombarded me with questions.

"Hey guys! I'm fine." I simply say.

"So, I'm not sure if you read the letters or not, but Mr. Hendbert was supposed to go back and get you. We all failed Social Studies to go back and get you." Jonabert explained.

"I know." I answered. For some reason, I did not feel as close to them as I did before. It felt like they were strangers or something. I didn't trust them.

"So are you coming back?" Annoying J asked. I was silent for a second. I wanted to scream out yes. But I remembered what Mr. Hendbert did, and what trouble I ran into at school. I would rather stay on Club Penguin and cause trouble here.

"No." I as answered firmly.

"What?! Why?!" All my friends yelled out.

"I just don't want to. That's it. I have a better life here." I say in a mean tone.

"But...what about us? We are your friends!" Greenbert protested.

"You guys WERE my friends. I found new friends now." I corrected. "It's over. This is the last time I'm talking to all of you. Goodbye."

"But..." They protested, but I hung up on them.

I sat there, staring at my phone. They tried to call me back, but I refused to answer. Eventually, my phone was silent. I glanced at it and dropped it to the ground.

"What have I done?" I sighed to myself. "Is this really how I treat my friends?" It was the second time I felt an overwhelming amount of regret in one day.

"What has this island turned me into?" I grumbled as I stared into the horizon, knowing that my friends are somewhere out there. "Is this really what I'm supposed to be?"

Finally, I made a decision on where to go.

What will Herbert choose? What about Klutzy? Will he forgive him? find Out in the next chapter!

Now the song playing right now is New World Symphony, by Dvorak. Really awesome too, so powerful and energetic.

That's all for today! I will see you all soon! :)