Roger slung his messenger bag up onto his shoulder with one hand, carefully balancing a large black coffee in the other. He looked down the hall for a moment before taking off in a stride in the other.

He had always like Wednesday mornings. Mondays were the end of the weekend, simple as that. Tuesdays he had gym, which, even though he skipped, was enough to spoil his morning. Thursdays, he had stupid guitar class, which the councilor had made him take for the credits, even though he could already play better than the teacher. And Fridays, well that was just two days home with his dad.

So that left Wednesdays. There was nothing all that special about Wednesdays, that he could really pin point.

Roger met up with his friend Daniel at his locker. "Hey man."

Daniel looked up from the pile of papers he had all over the everywhere. "Hey. You finish the lyrics on that song we were working on last weekend?" Roger pulled a folded paper out of his pocked and handed it to Daniel, who put it in his own pocket, not even looking it over. "I'll check it out later. I'm running late for English." He clapped Roger on the shoulder on his way down the hall. "Later."

Roger swigged the last sip of his coffee, which was now pretty cold, and tossed the empty cup in the trash as he walked into the bio room, sitting down beside his lab partner. "Hey." He set his bag down beside him as his lab partner looked up from some papers, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Hey Roger! How was your weekend?" He set down his pen, as if he actually wanted to hear all about Roger weekend.

Roger just tilted back on his chair. "Ohh you know… the usual."

His partner raised and eyebrow and shrugged, going back to his paperwork. "Well that sounds… Fun."

Roger chuckled and lowered his chair back on all fours, scooting closer to his partner and looking over his shoulder, his cheek being tickled by the other boys' spiky blonde hair. The corners of his lips turned up in a smile. "So what are we working on this Wednesday Mark?"