Admetus was nervously pacing back and forth. He didn't know what to say to Electra. He didn't have any social skills. Nobody ever talked to him. And he smelled like fish on top of it all.

"Go on," he heard Etcetera whisper. Admetus gulped as a bright red Electra entered the box. He was glad now that Demeter and Pouncival had left.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello. I heard you wanted to talk to me."

"I'm sorry. I know you probably don't want to talk to me. I was just saying how I wish I could talk to you cause you don't make fun of me. I know you're probably just being polite though. You can go if you want," Admetus blurted out quickly, staring at the floor.

"Uh, no?" Electra said, still trying to comprehend what he had said.

"No what?"

"No, I don't want to go. I don't mind talking to you Admetus. From the little I actually know about you, you're an ok kit," Electra told him, blushing more than she already had been. Looking up, she noticed he was blushing too. "I'm sorry all the other kits make fun of you. I don't know why they choose you out of all of us."

"It's not your fault," Admetus told her, his blush fading. "I know why. I'm an easy target. And I'm different. I have no friends."

"That's no reason for them to pick on you. So, you may be a bit different. That shouln't matter. You have friends now too. I'm your friend now. I'll never laugh at you again. I only did because of Vikki, but she's becoming a brat now," she felt it nessicary to explain. "Etcy and Pounce will be your friends too." The two smiled at each other.

"Thanks Electra," Admetus said shyly.

"I was just thinking how horrible it must be for you. Everybody picks on you. You still have the guts to stand up to them though. Like Victoria and what she said about Demeter. Did she ever apologize to you?"

"No. I don't expect her to though."

"I did. She's so annoying sometimes. Well, anyways, I think it's great you stand up for Demeter. And yourself."

"Demeter's done a lot for me in the past six months." Electra nodded, looking confused. Admetus realized she didn't know what happened to his family, but didn't feel like explaining it to her either. The two sat in silence before Electra said,

"I better be going. Mom will be getting worried." Admetus stood up and walked her to the doorwas. He waved good-bye as she walked away, hoping for her sake nobody was watching.

"Aw, Admetus and Electra," a voice taunted. Turning, Admetus saw Tumblebrutus, Plato, Mistoffelees, and Victoria. Tumble and Plato were smirking at him, the other two looking at the ground.

"You finally got yourself a girlkit Ad?" Plato asked rudely.

"So what if I did Plato? You still don't have one."

"That's what you think," Plato said, grabbing Victoria around the waist. Her and Misto looked at each other in surprise. Admetus rolled his eyes. Everybody in the junkyard knew that Misto and Vikki were a couple.

"Good for you Plato! You can steal other toms' girls." Plato glared at Admetus and let Victoria go.

"You're going to pay for that one Admetus," Plato snarled. Admetus nodded. That's what they always said before walking away. They never actually did anything though. He waved at their backs as he watched them walk away. Vic and Misto both turned around and smiled at him, but he ignored it. If they really cared, they wouldn't hang out with Tumble and Plato in the first place.

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A/N: Once again, the chapters are getting shorter. Oh well, I guess. They do get much longer though, I'm still promising you.

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