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That Sunday TJ was first to the road by Spinelli's house. He wanted the best opportunity to make his friends feel guilty for abandoning him yesterday. He leaned against a picket fence and his skateboard and waited. Gretchen was the second to get there.
"Oh, hello TJ. I want to apologise for my absence yesterday, there was an exhibit at the museum that I just couldn't refuse."
"It's okay," said TJ trying to be as simple and short as possible.
"Well…oh-kay then," replied Gretchen unsurely. TJ wouldn't make eye contact with her. "I'll just stand here and wait for the others."
They waited there for a very short time before Vince showed up, Gretchen greeted him and then saw Spinelli coming and went over to talk to her about her last violently explosive experiment. Vince and TJ were left to talk.
"Hey I hope it was okay that I didn't show up yesterday. It was a one-time thing, I promise."
There was a moments silence. Before Mikey came with Gus at his side.
"Why hello friends! I trust you all had fun yesterday!"
"Yeah, wrestling was amazing! You should have seen the Bone Crusher! That puny midget didn't know what was coming to him!" Spinelli shouted.
"No, I was talking about the get-together," replied Mikey.
"About that, I'm sorry I couldn't be there. I'm sure you all had a good time without me," said Spinelli.
"You didn't go?" asked Gretchen.
"You didn't notice?" asked Spinelli.
"Yeah, everyone who went had a really good time," TJ said as he got on his board and skated past them.
The gang looked at each other for a moment and then followed TJ.
They watched him go back and forth.
"We're all sorry we didn't tell you we couldn't go," said Gus.
"We didn't know that we couldn't go at the time," continued Gretchen.
TJ didn't answer.
"You weren't at home when I tried to call," claimed Gretchen.
Once again, TJ didn't answer.
"We had to do other things" continued Spinelli to the rest of the gang.
And once more, TJ didn't answer.
Guilt was riding up on the other gang members. The gang tried to talk to TJ but he wouldn't listen. The only thing left to do was leave him alone to think for a while.
"TJ, we are just going to ignore you and skate for a while. While ignoring you," added Spinelli.
They all got onto their skateboards except Gretchen, who wanted to record the angle of the various skate tricks. She sat down on the pavement and got out her Galileo. After a few minutes of wheels hitting asphalt, the gang decided to break the silence and to try once again to talk to TJ.
(A/N: who says what is up to your imagination, unless I specifically say who says what)
"Come on, TJ. Talk to us man."
"You can't stay silent forever!"
"Say something."
"For goodness sake!"
"We said we're sorry."
"Just say something."
"Don't cut off the nose to spite the face!"
"Now seriously."
"TJ!"
"TJ!"
"TJ!"
And all at the same time, they all shouted very loudly, "TJ!"
The noise volume startled TJ and he lost control and balance. He was heading downhill, right toward the speeding traffic that was at the very end of the street. TJ screamed and tried to stop but couldn't. He was gaining speed fast.
The rest of the gang followed TJ's process from the top of the hill. "TJ!" they all screamed.
That was the last thing TJ heard before he entered the traffic.
