A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Erin Go Bragh- you're right about the Snoddy thing. I get Swifty and Snoddy mixed up sometimes. Like the other day I was writing and said 'Wait! Who did I pair Skittery with? Must not be Swifty…Swifty can't be a player!' Turns out I was wrong. And I agree also about you hypothesis, they do have to work things out FAST!
Jacky Higgins- to bad about you and your ex-friend. Glad you liked the chapter though! I wouldn't think Skittery would be standing him up either, but things can change!
Coin- must they? Maybe I have bigger plans for them… (goes off to scheme)
Stawberri Shake- I know. Read Erin Go Bragh's shoutout, it explains my thinking. If any… as for Dr Stevens, don't push her off! She has a vital part later. Promise.
Anyways! I have finished writing the whole fic! I know how everything works out. I finished it last night around one in the morning listening to my Discman. I'll give you a hint: I'm a sucker for happy endings. Although at least…one doesn't have a happy ending. Who? READ AND FIND OUT!
(Still Saturday)
—Boots' PoV—
"Dad, can I—"
"Marilyn, where's that boy?"
"Dad, I need a—"
"Have you seen him anywhere?"
My mom didn't answer.
"Could you possibly—"
"What was his name again? Bernard?"
"DAD I'M RIGHT HERE!"
"Please Benjamin, don't yell in the house," requested my mother quietly.
"Oh, there you are boy. Where've you been?" My dad acted like he was seeing me for the first time.
"Nowhere, I'm grounded," I said, frowning.
"Don't you give me lip. You got two weeks and that was lucky."
"I need a ride to soccer practice."
"You can walk." He sneered, pleased by his decision.
"It's fifty blocks!" I could not believe this.
"Better hurry then!" he said cheerfully before leaving the room.
I ran to my room to find my duffel bag and passed the bathroom. I pulled a pen out of my pocket.
No Transportation Services I scrawled on the prison sentences.
I am going to be in so much trouble. Sorry Swifty.
—Bumlets' PoV—
I am amazingly bored. You can only watch so much Saturday morning TV before going insane. Mental.
"Itey, what're you doing?"
"I'm at my house."
"Well, obviously, I did call your home phone."
"Oh. I'm playing X-Box with Mountie."
"Oh, OK then."
"You could—" pause "come over if you want."
The pause makes me uncomfortable, like I'm intruding.
"No, that's—that's OK."
I hung up the phone and turned off the TV.
There's no Itey, he's been stolen by Mountie. No Racetrack, he's been stolen by his shrink. Oh, and that Spot kid, the one Race is in love with. What happened to us?
A/n: oh, look at this: Bumlets is regretting his actions against Racetrack! And Boots is rebelling against the prison sentences! What will happen next…?