True to his word, Wilt spent every day with Sarah while still making time for his friends. He showed her some ways to calm herself whenever she gets upset or angry by either playing music, remembering a song or thinking of a happy memory.
Each day was different, but Sarah was enjoying every minute of it. Wilt was so kind to help out through the many trials that she had in her life that she couldn't imagine her days without seeing him, sometimes when they were busy, she would start to miss him, but he always came in at night to wish her a goodnight. She always looked forward to spending time with Wilt, his kind, calm, loving and nurturing nature was always a pleasure. He got her into playing games with the others. Even when the weather was bad, he was always there to help her.
On snowy days, he would use his his feet to make a path for her.
On rainy days, he would hold the umbrella for her, though being tall, he had to have the umbrella down to her height, which made Sarah feel bad because he always got wet. But she made a tall raincoat for him just so he would not.
A few weeks had passed when a special day came, a day that would change a special friends life forever…
"WHAT?!" Bloo shouted at Mac.
Mac cleaned his ears out saying, "Don't shout Bloo, I said I have to leave early today."
"But why?!" Bloo whined.
"What's going on here?" Wilt asked, walking into the foyer with Sarah, Ed and Coco.
"Mac has to leave early!" Bloo cried falling to the floor, dragging his stubby hands on the floor to Ed, "I can't believe this is happening…he is leaving early!"
Both Ed and Coco gasped looking at one another worriedly, as Wilt and Sarah looked at each other rolling their eyes a bit the dramatic performance.
Bloo then looked to Mac, who looked unenthused, "What is it Mac? Am I boring you?! Are you no longer interested in me!? Please tell me! I can take it!!"
Mac sighed, "I have a parent teacher conference tonight with my mom, I am going into the fourth grade this year."
"I kne- wait…say what?" Bloo looked dumfounded at Mac.
"I said I am going into the fourth grade this year, My mom is taking me to see my teacher and the other classmates before the school year starts."
"Oh…" Bloo flatly said.
"That's great Mac!" Wilt smiled, "are you excited?!"
Mac looked down smiling nervously, "I guess…It feels kind of strange to going into a whole different class, what if I don't know anyone?"
Sarah smiled at him, "I know how that is…Brenda felt the same way when she was switching to a different grade."
Mac looked at Sarah, "Who's Brenda?"
"Brenda is the little girl who imagined Bella, she always felt a little uneasy seeing so many different kids that she didn't know. But Ben, her big brother also the one who thought of Trent, told her many times that it was alright to feel that way, its normal." Sarah bent down putting a hand to Mac's head, "and how you are feeling is normal too. Its okay to be scared, but I am sure you will meet tons of new kids who feel the same way."
"But you are still going to come visit me right?!" Bloo looked at Mac in a panic.
"Of course Bloo, you are my best friend, nothing will ever change that, even if I have tons of other friends at school, you are still my best friend."
"Tons of other friends? Am I not enough for you!?!" Bloo shouted.
"Relax Bloo, its alright, I believe Mac is a boy of his word, he would never abandon you," Sarah said putting a hand to Bloo's head, who looked down sadly.
"if it makes you feel any better, I will bring over my moms best cookies after the meeting." Mac smiled at Bloo.
"Really?" Bloo's eyes widened in happiness.
"Yeah, tonight they are having a pot luck for all the parents and their kids," Mac said with a sly notion, "and she is bringing your favorite."
Bloo gasped, "Is it the chocolate fudge filled gram cracker cookies she makes?"
"One in the same" Mac smiled at him.
"Well then what are you waiting for!" Bloo pushed Mac out the door, "Have fun, watch out for strangers and don't trip on your shoe laces BYE!!!"
Mac looked at the door after it was slammed shut, "Don't trip on m- WHOA!" he fell face first onto the concrete walk way, looking down to his feet seeing…he did trip on his shoe laces…-__- figures.
At the school, Mac and his mom walked around the hall ways, seeing all different types of parents and their kids coming in and out of class rooms. Lucky for him, his school only went up to 6th, otherwise, Terrence would be there with them. Though he couldn't help but feel slightly sad, Goo was going to a different school because last year was her 6th grade graduation. So now he was in a school all by himself with kids he barely spends times with.
"Here we are Mac," Mac's mother said as they came up to a Door labeled, Mr. Thompson's 4th grade class.
Mac took a deep breath as they entered the classroom. There were a few kids and their parents that showed up. Mac looked at the table in the back seeing all the different and delicious dish displays: a pasta dish, some punch, a tray of cupcakes and some taco's.
"Go ahead and find a Seat Mac, I am just going to put the cookies down on the table." His mother said, while he walked to a vacant spot in the middle of the classroom.
He looked around seeing the other kids talk to one another, neither one of them had noticed his presence when he had walked in. Mac sighed to himself thinking…Looks like Last year all over again.
"Excuse me is this seat taken?" asked a voice.
Mac looked to his right, his eyes widened to what he saw. A girl around his age, with long blonde hair, that was pulled back into a pony tail by a pink rubber band, stood on the other side of the desk beside him, her blue eyes looked at him as she smiled her sweetest, though couldn't help but look a bit nervous. She wore a pink jacket that covered a white T shirt, with a pair of blue jeans and white shoes.
Wow…she's cute… Mac thought to himself.
"Excuse me, is this seat Taken?" the girl asked again.
Mac shook his head saying, "Nope, you can have it."
"Thanks" the girl said as she slid into the seat, putting her blue backpack on the desk.
"So…what's your name?" Mac asked with a slight smile.
The girl looked at him and smiled, "My name is Stacy, Stacy Lyells, and yours?"
"You can just call me Mac, most of my friends do anyway." Mac said, looking down at his green backpack on the floor, "Are you new here?"
"Yeah I just moved here this weekend." Stacy answered taking out a notebook and pen.
"Cool, where is your mom and dad?" Mac asked.
Stacy looked at him with a sad expression, but smiled saying, "Oh… I don't have a mom and dad, but my sister is with me. She is the one I am living with."
"Oh…" Mac looked down, "I am sorry."
"Oh don't be, I love living with my sister, She just recently got this awesome job that pays really well, so we live in an apartment, Its pretty cool when its just the two of us."
Mac looked at her and smiled, "Awsome, at least your sister doesn't beat you up whenever she gets a chance does she?"
"Oh don't get me wrong, we fight sometimes, but we always come to reason with each other" Stacy said with a smile.
"that's still pretty cool, so where is she?" Mac asked looking around.
Stacy pointed out to the back of the class, "She is the one in the Wheelchair."
Mac looked at the snack table seeing a girl with shoulder length brown hair, wearing a grey/blue colored suit with light blue shoes. Around her shoulders was her brown purse that sit nicely on her lap. Her blue eyes looked at the refreshments as a parent came up to talk to her.
Mac was surprised, but smiled at Stacy saying, "Wow, she looks pretty cool."
"Yeah…Stephanie has always been there for me. I will tell you one thing, I rather be living with her than any of those other Foster homes that I used to live in." Stacy said bluntly.
Mac looked at her, "Did you say her name is Stephanie?"
Stacy nodded, "yeah."
That is so odd…this all sounds…very…familiar? Mac thought to himself as the Teacher came in to start the meeting.