When they first moved he was angry. But the silly thing was he understood what his mother was feeling. Even before they moved, he was angry. Why? He didn't know. He, of course, didn't show his anger towards anyone. He steered clear of his two friends who hurt him. He also didn't talk to the new family member. She seemed to not care if he talked to her. She had just lost her father. What was he expecting. Three months past and he was still angry. Maybe it's because he couldn't muck up the courage to talk to his two friends or he couldn't believe that he was moving.
Still, Will spent all the time in the world with his friends. Hoping one day they all could be normal, whatever normal was for them. Will was moving away in two weeks. He knew he was moving in two weeks. Yet, he couldn't talk to Mike or Lucas. They would try to apologize to him. But whenever either of them brought it up, Will would cut them off by saying he was over it. He wasn't over it. It hurt him that all they cared about was girls. He just wanted to play a fun game with his friends. But no. It had to be ruined. For a few weeks after everything happened, Will blamed the girls in the Party. But as the weeks turned into months, Will realized that they were growing without him. He was just left behind. Now, he was just angry with himself. Angry at himself for not seeing what was in front of him. Angry for being so childish. But it was done, and Will was still hurt and upset.
They were at a small diner that Steve started working at, because he was still looking for a better job. All of them where there. Max, El, Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and himself. Well, Dustin was speaking with Steve and the two girls of their group were in the restroom. So it was just Mike, Lucas, and himself. Alone. And Will felt more awkward than usual. But he had been thinking, he could settle this awkwardness between the three of them. So Will closed his eyes and steadied his breathing.
"I've been thinking…" Will started. The two whipped their eyes on Will. Both very surprised. "I've been thinking about that day we argued." Will said more clearer, and more confident than he intended. "I know it wasn't your guys' fault. I was being childish." he finished. It was quiet for a bit, before Mike spoke up. "It wasn't your fault Will. It was ours. You just wanted to play a game with us."
"Yeah, man. We didn't know that'd you get upset about it." Lucas finally said. "You weren't being childish, Will." Mike added. "But- " Will started to say. "No, Will. We were assholes to you." Lucas said. Mike shook his head in agreement. "We just hope you can forgive us. It's okay if you don't." Mike said. Will looked between the two. "I guess I have to forgive you, if we want to enjoy the rest of our time together." Will said sarcastically. The two boys across from Will smiled. So finally, that had been settled. But Will now had to talk to his new house mate. She barely spoke and the only time she spoke was when they were all together.
In the coming days, Will tried talking to her, but she would block him out or tell him she didn't hear what he had said. He apologized to Max. She was confused, but when Will explained why he was apologizing, she understood. It was just the other female Party member that Will had a hard time talking to. They rarely talked after the Gate was "closed". A few Hi's and Hello's, but never a full on conversation. It should have been easy to talk to El. She did save his life twice and he still didn't know much about her. And once again, Will felt he was left behind and forgotten.