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This is for that little child with no father
For that man that doesn't have a place to stay
For that little boy living with AIDS
Can I tell you a story, tell you a story
You can lean on me
~Lean On Me by Kirk Franklin

Edward's POV:

We ended up at the mall, where we ran into Doug and Greg. All four of us wondered the mall together, and were now goofing off in the food court.

"Okay, I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry." Doug said as he stood up from the table.

"Me too." I pulled out my wallet and counted the bills, but I knew we had way more than enough for food. "You want something Jazz?"

"Get me one of the those big pretsles."

"Say please." I teased.

"Please." Jasper laughed and rolled his eyes as Doug and I made our way up to one of the food carts.

"So, I have a question for you." Doug said nervously. "I don't want to offened you or Jasper, but I'm afraid we're going to offened you two if we don't know."

"Um, okay?"

"Is Jasper, you know, all right?" He said quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Doug sighed. "Like I said, I don't want to offened you, but he's got a, um, problem, doesn't he?"

I paused and bit my lip.

"It's autism, isn't it?"

"How'd you find out?"

"This one chick my Dad married had an autistic son. She's his ex now, but I remember how the kid always acted. It wasn't sever autism, but he and Jasper do a lot of the same things."

"Yeah," I sighed. "He's autistic. He didn't want people to know, so we didn't tell."

"We're not going to tease him or anything about it." Doug said quickly. "But a lot of the times we'll call someone a retard, and I know we've said it in front of Jasper before, and if that bothers Jasper, I can just tell the guys to knock it off. They won't ask for a reason."

"He hasn't said anything about it." I said. "I think he would be more upset if he knew you guys knew than if you guys stopped saying it. He doesn't like being different from others, so it would be better if things just stayed the same."

"Okay." Doug sighed. "Like I said, I didn't want to offend either of you."

"Don't worry about it."

Their was an awkward silence, then Doug looked up at me again.

"So, you don't get along with your foster parents, do you?"

"How do you know all this?" I laughed.

"My parents are devorsed, and they've both been married to a few different people. I know how it feels to have to live with and listen to someone you don't like."

"Mrs. Nova isn't too bad, but Mr. Nova is nothing but a ass-hole." I grumbled. "He hates Jasper because of his autism. And their youngest daughter, Gabby, is just like Jasper. And one day Jasper asked if they ever thought of getting her tested for autism, and he's hated us both from that day on."

"That sucks." Doug sighed, ordered the food, then turned back to me. "But didn't you guys get adopted once?"

"Yeah, by this wonderful family. It was great. They were wonderful." I smiled, then frowned. "But, you know, shit happens and we ended up here."

"You don't have to talk about them if you don't want too." Doug said.

"Good."

We were both quiet as we got our food and walked back to the table.

"Hey, Doug, Edward!" Greg smiled as we sat down. "I was just telling Jasper that I'm having a party at my place tonight. You in?"

"A party?" Doug laughed. "Dude, we just partied at my house last night."

"Well I know I'm going to top that lame get together." Greg teased. "So, what? Are you guys coming?"

I looked at Jasper and smiled. We knew where we were going tonight.