Chapter Two

One year later (8 year olds)

Mort sat on his bed, waiting for Kathy to get out of bed. It had been a very busy day that day, because it was Fred's birthday. Kathy didn't want to get out of bed for this reason. Mort finally got bored and went to make Kathy get out of bed. He pulled her hand, but she just pulled it away.

"Not today," Kathy moaned.

Mort shook his head, before starting to jump on Kathys bed. Kathy tried to ignore it, but couldn't. She through the covers off and sat up, looking at Mort, who stopped jumping and sat down next to her.

"I hate you sometimes," Kathy said," But that's like all friends."

Just then the door opened and in walked Fred, Kim, Frank, Susie, and Katie. They all wore party hats and were holding cake. They quickly walked over to Kathys bed.

"Too bad you can't have any," Fred said, taking a bite of his cake.

"Ya," Katie said," And it's so good. By the way, Ashley is taking us to the park, too bad you can't come."

"Why not?" Kathy asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Because," Fred said," Ashley said I could invite who I wanted and the people I didn't want would have to stay here."

"Now kids," Leo said, entering the room with some cake." That is no way to treat your fellow classmates."

Rolling their eyes, they quickly left the room. Leo smiled and handed Kathy and Mort some cake. Mort took a bite out of it. Kathy looked at Leo, who just gave a bigger smile.

"Don't worry," Leo said," I won't get in trouble."

Leo left the room. Kathy looked at her piece of cake, then at Mort, who was already done with his piece. Kathy handed her piece of cake to Mort, who looked at her with an odd look. He tried to hand it back, but she wouldn't take it.

"I don't eat cake," Kathy said," It reminds me of the things that happened at my home."

Mort put the piece of cake on the little table next to the bed and gave Kathy a hug. Kathy smiled and huged him back. He let go of her, before taking a little notbook, that Kathy had given him. He wrote something down and showed it to Kathy. It said what happened that was so bad.

"My mother used to make cake nearly all the time," Kathy said," But it wasn't normal cake. She added something to it that made it not taste that good. She would invite nearly all her friends over to eat it. They would start to act funny. Then... she would... try to make me eat the cake."

Mort moved a little closer to Kathy, who pulled her legs to her chest. Mort put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a weak smile. He grabbed the notebook and wrote something else. It said it's okay. That will never happen again. Kathy smiled, before giving Mort a hug. Leo walked into the room, but quickly walked out when he saw them hugging each other.

A week later

Everyone was sleeping in today, since Ashley was out sick and Leo was tending to her every need. Mort was the first person up today. He looked around and smiled. He got up and went over to Kathys bed. He sat down next to her, since she was stil sleeping, he just sat there. All the other kids were getting up, but they were too busy running out of the room to go play with their toys to even notice that Mort was up. He sat there for awhile, before Kathy finally woke up. She looked at him and smiled.

"You're up early," Kathy said, sitting up." Leo did say we wouldn't have lessons today, so you could of slept in."

Mort shook his head and got off of Kathys bed. Kathy watched as he started toward the door. She quickly got out of bed and followed him to where the toys were. He grabbed a game that he had always wanted to play and went over to the corner. Kathy followed him over there. He sat down and started to put the game together.

"Ashley is out sick," Kathy said, thinking for a second." That means there is no one to tell us what to do."

Kathy started helping Mort put the game together. Soon it was set up. Kathy looked at the game, then looked at the game box. The game was called checkers. Kathy looked at her black pieces, then a Mort, who looked at her for some help. Kathy looked for the instructions, but couldn't find any.

"How do you play?" Kathy muttered, thinking very hard.

Kathy tried to think of how you played, then accidently went into Susies head. Since Susie was the one who played the game alot, she knew everything about it. Susie grabbed her head and everyone quickly asked if she was okay.

"What happened?" Fred asked.

"It felt like someone was in my head," Susie said," It was scary."

Fred looked over at Kathy and Mort and noticed that Kathy was telling Mort how to play the game. He walked over to them, which made Kathy stop talking.

"What do you think you're doing?" Fred asked, folding his arms.

"Playing a game," Kathy said.

"What if I want to play that game with Susie?" Fred asked.

"Then tough luck," Kathy said.

Fred went to grab the game, but Kathy grabbed his arm. He looked at Kathy, then noticed her eyes were going red.

"I said tough luck," Kathy snarled," Now go find another game."

Fred pulled his hand away and shook his head. He quickly went over to tell the other what had happened. Kathy turned back to Mort, who noticed her eyes go back to being blue. Kathy finished explaining the game and they began to play. After a few jumps here and there, they finally decided that the game was very boring, so they went back to the dorm room. Everyone else was already there. They were laughing their heads off. Kathy noticed that her bed had been torn apart. She went over to the little belongings she had and noticed that they were all over the floor. She sighed and began to pick them up as if she had left them out.

"Come on," Fred said, getting off his bed." You must find that to make you mad."

"Not really," Kathy said, putting her cards, that she said her father had given her, into her bag.

"Told you it wouldn't work," Frank yelled," It would take alot more then that to make someone like her to get mad."

"Well then, will this work?" Fred asked, holding up a picture.

Kathy stood very stil and looked at the picture. Mort looked at the picture and noticed it had her and what must be her father in it. They looked very happy and it seemed to have been a beautiful day. Fred gave an evil grin, before taking out his small knife and went to cut the picture. Just then the knife fell out of his hand and the picture flew over to Kathy, who had her hand out and caught it. Mort looked at the knife, which was stil moving. Fred shook his head and picked up his knife after it cut him. He put his fingers in his mouth, but went back over to his bed.

"That will teach you," Kathy muttered.

Mort went over to help Kathy, but she was already done. He took her bag and put it next to his very small bag. It was getting dark and the others had decided the go watch a movie and sleep in that room. Mort didn't look very happy at all. Kathy stared at him for awhile, then noticed a small tear in his eye. She gave him a hug, but that didn't seem to work.

"Is something wrong?" Kathy asked, but Mort just sighed.

Kathy thought for a second, then started looking through her bag. Mort didn't seem to notice what she was doing. She pulled something out, but Mort didn't see it. Kathy went back over to him wtih a smile.

"I didn't forget," Kathy siad, handing him over her locket." Happy birthday."

Mort looked at the locket, then at Kathy with a smile. He quickly gave het a hug, which she returned.

"Thank you," Mort whispered.

"You're welcome," Kathy said, letting go of Mort." Since my bed is destroyed, can I sleep in your bed?"

Mort nodded his head, before putting the necklase on and sliding under the covers. Kathy did the same thing. They were facing each other, again. Mort gave a big smile, which Kathy returned with an even bigger one.

"Good night," Kathy whispered.

"Good night," Mort whispered back.