"Hi Charity," Adam Rove said, walking up to her. He looked at Joan. "Jane."
Joan smiled. Charity never asked why Adam called her "Jane" it didn't seem like it was a big deal to her. Maybe it was just a nickname that Adam had given her.
"What's up?" Charity asked.
Adam shook his head. "Not much," he replied.
"I hate Monday's," Joan said, opening her locker and shoving her head in.
"Who doesn't?" Grace Polk asked walking over.
"Me," Luke said.
"That's because you're a dork," Grace replied. She shoved her skateboard into her locker and slammed the door shut.
Luke made a face at her. Things had gone back to normal after the Crystal Ball between him and Grace.
Adam slumped against the locker and beat his head against the metal.
"What's your problem?" Grace asked.
"Nothing," Adam said. "I haven't created anything since Friday. Boredom on Saturday and Sunday just sucked the inspiration right out of me."
Charity looked up at him. "I sort of had that same problem," she said. "I just got the chorus of my new song."
"Which is good by the way," Luke added.
Charity smiled. She was wearing her black make up only to school. Luke smiled back at her and the four of them walked to class leaving Grace at her locker.