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Robot War
(Last Day Of School)

Last day of seventh grade. I managed to get Roger to go to all his classes for most of the year so he got a decent report card. Mostly C's, but that's better than F's. I have mostly A's except in PE because I've never been one for sports. I got a C in that class. Then again, the class is instructed by the football coach. And if you're not in football, you didn't get an A. Damn I hate jocks.

Roger and I agreed to meet in our usual spot after school. It was only a half day since it was mainly to say goodbye and get our yearbooks signed. My picture looks like a mug shot. I didn't smile either. My hair looked horrible. I'm hoping this next year my mom will let me go to a barber, or even let me grow out my hair. That'd be cool. Roger's picture however, looks very good. Oh, and that smile.

No more classes, no more books. No more teacher's dirty looks. School's out for summer. I'm so excited. I'm planning on spending all my time at Roger's house. That's if I can convince my mom it's a good idea. I make my way to the bleachers where Roger's already waiting for me.

"What took you so long?" Roger has his arms crossed tapping his foot, but he smiles at me. I can't help but love that smile.

"Sorry. I had to stop by the yearbook room to drop off the camera."

"It's cool. So what should we do now? We have three month to do absolutely nothing. Any ideas?"

"I dunno. How about a movie?"

"Ooh, that new robot action flick is playing at the mall. Let's go see that."

"But that movie's rated R. My mom won't let me see that." I already know Roger's gonna get me to do this. But I have to try.

"Then don't tell your mom. Just tell her you're hangin' at my place again."

"But I don't have any money."

"And I do. That's the best part. We'll sneak in. Frankie's older brother works there. He can help us get in." Roger seems to have it all planned out in his head already.

"I don't know Rog. What if we get caught?"

"Don't worry so much." Roger wraps him arm around my shoulders to reassure me. "It'll be fun." Caution is definitely not one of Roger's concerns.

Me however, am usually a nervous wreck no matter what I'm doing. Especially when it comes to breaking rules. But it does sound like fun. And that movie's suppose to be totally radical.

"C'mon Marky, it'll be awesome. Live a little. Don't always do what your mommy wants you to do." Roger ruffles my hair causing it to stand up. I push his away and my face reddens. He laughs, as usual, but there's that smile again.

"You know Marky, you're so cute." Roger laughs again.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I'm not sure how to take that comment.

Roger doesn't say anything. He's to busy laughing at me. How rude. I throw him a dirty look.

"Nothin'. C'mon let's go." I swear if Roger wasn't so cute, had that great smile, or was my best friend, I would, would... I wouldn't do anything 'cause well, I'm a wimp and I'd get my ass kick.

After an hour bus ride, we finally arrive at the mall. During the bus ride, Roger and I started singing loudly for no reason. Stupid children songs no less. It was a blast. It made the bus ride go by a lot faster. A few of the other passengers sang with us, but others just gave us nasty looks. We didn't care. We even did a round of Row, Row, Row Your Boat too. That was fun.

Roger got out of his seat and started acting like a talk show host. Using his fist as a mic, he asked a few of the willing passengers questions about how they felt of the public transportation system. He got almost everyone laughing at his antics. I about died watching him make a fool of himself. But he's good at drawing a crowd. And they all seemed to enjoy it. Although the bus driver wasn't to pleased. He actually stopped the bus to tell Roger to sit down. We had a good laugh in the back of the bus when we reach our destination.

We finally get to the theatre and Roger's friend Frankie's older brother is working as the ticket taker.

"Oh this is perfect. Now all I have to do is get Frankie's brother to let us in. You stay right here, I'll be right back." I nod and watch Roger talk to Frankie's brother. They talk for a few minutes and Roger waves me over to him. I'm nervous though. I've never done anything like this before. I hope no one can tell.

"Ready?" Roger is completely cool about it. I'll bet he's done this before.

"As I'll ever be." I state chewing my nails.

"Relax. We're just gonna go see a movie. Just walk casual and act normal." I take a deep breath and try my hardest to act casual.

We make it. "See, I told you that'd be easy. C'mon. The movie's about to start." I breath a sigh of relief and enter the theatre with him. We take a seat at the top center. I sit there nervously, worried someone would just know we shouldn't be there and tell us to leave. Roger keeps telling me to relax, and I calm some, but I'm still cautious.

"That movie was so totally radical! The robots were so convincing. And the fight scene was awesome." I tell Roger as we exit the theatre.

"Fuck yeah. That was totally awesome. Man, did you see those lasers. So believable."

"I know. It was so cool. The lasers were the best part. No wait," We glance at each other.

"The robot war!" We exclaim in unison. We fall down laughing hysterically.

We talked about the movie the whole way to the bus and all through the bus ride. We take the bus to his house. When we arrive, my mom's standing outside talking with Roger's mom. Oh shit. I should've called her to let her know I was going to the mall.

I brace for impact. I know my mom's gonna yell. I can hear it now. Her high pitched screeching voice telling me how I should call her anytime I'm going anywhere. How she was worried sick about me.

I sigh. "Well here goes." I tell Roger as we approach the house.

"There you boys are." Roger's mom announces.

My mom turns around and smiles. "Did you boys have fun at the mall today?"

The mall? How the hell did she know? "Uh, yeah. We hung out." I'm stunned.

"Mark, will you be staying for dinner tonight?" Roger's mom interrupted.

"Um, sure. I mean if it's okay with my mom." I fix my eyes on my mom expecting her to say no.

"Sure dear. That's fine. Will you also be staying the night?"

Now I'm definitely in shock. What the hell is going on? Did I die on the bus and land in some strange version of heaven? "Is, that okay with you if I do?"

"Sure dear. Why don't you come home with me to get your stuff, and I'll bring you back a little later."

"Uh, okay." It's official. I'm dead. I didn't get my chance with Roger. Damnit. God hates me.

I go home with my mom, who asks me how my day was during the ride home. I tell her that we walked around, met up with his friend's brother (which is true, sorta), and just hung out. I can't tell her about seeing the movie of course. Because first of all, she knows I didn't have any money, and second, I'm not allowed to watch rated R movies.

We get home and I race up the steps to my room. Cindy intercepts me at my door blocking my way in.

"Move Cindy. I've got to pack up to go to Roger's house."

"You're always at that boy's house. You're in love with him aren't you?"

Damn. I can feel myself flush. "That's a stupid question Cindy. He's my best friend. We just like to hang out." I push my way through her into my room before she sees my face.

"Yeah right." Cindy walks away mumbling something to herself. I don't pay any mind to it.

I gather my belongings quickly, rush out of the room, and fly down the steps. My mom is already waiting for me beside the car in the garage. We head over to Roger's house silently, for the most part. I give her a kiss and hug goodbye and run into the house.

A/N: For anyone who's curious, what Cindy says as she walks away is "And I'm the Queen of England." But of course our dear Marky doesn't hear her. Hehe. Chap 8 coming soon. Thanks again to all of you who read and review or just read it. And if any of you have any ideas for more summer fun for our wonderful boys, I'm all ears. And thank you fraulein for your idea again. The more the merri-ho ho ho. Hehe.