It was still early, but I just felt like I had awoken at midnight, so I was shocked that Gordie would be here.

I looked at him through the window. I couldn't exactly tell what he wanted. He seemed fairly happy to see me but it also looked like he was nervous. Maybe he had some news to share with me. But my brain was already wracked with enough information and I didn't feel like thinking.

I motioned for Gordie to make his way to the front door and I'd invite him in.

I walked through the big, empty house and found my way to the front. I opened the door slowly and saw a giddy Gordie standing in front of me.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey," he replied.

There was a moment of silence in which I awkwardly tried to occupy myself with my hair.

"Are you okay?" Gordie asked with concern etched all over his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said. But even I knew that it was totally unbelievable.

Gordie invited himself in and told me to tell him what the problem was.

"I haven't had the best day," I admitted.

He nodded, not replying. I stayed quiet for a minute to see if he would add anything, but when he didn't, I spoke on.

"Well, I'm never going to make any friends in this town."

He looked offended, but in a joking manner, "Hey what about me? What about us?"

"Besides you four." I replied, "But I'm not used to this at all. I mean, I've always had lots of friends."

I shook my head, trying to dismiss the topic.

"Maybe I'm just spoiled rotten and I never realized it."

I looked at Gordie to see his reaction. He was looking at me and he shrugged, "Yeah, you kind of are. I mean, no one in this town lives like you do. People are jealous."

I nodded, "But I wish I wasn't. I never asked to be rich. I could care less about the clothes I wear or what size house I live in. I just want to be normal."

Gordie seemed to be listening to everything perfectly and I could just talk and talk.

It was now almost 7 and I knew my mom would be home soon.

"Thanks for coming," I told Gordie.

"No problem. You are my friend after all." He smiled.

"Yep. See you at school tomorrow okay?"

"Okay," he said.

He turned to leave and I was closing the door behind him, when he suddenly spun around again.

"Cass?"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you with Chris?"

The question was completely unexpected and unfortunately after moments of thinking, I realized I didn't know the answer.

"I-I, I don't know." I wrinkled my forehead, trying to figure it out. The question had just struck me so suddenly, I couldn't think of the answer. I tried searching my brain, but nothing worked.

"Bye Gord-o." I said dismissively, watching him turn away as I shut the door.