Before long the pizza came and Alfred and his friends dug in. Matthew was sitting at the table watching the three eat. "Matthew you are not eating?" The French man also know own as Francis asked. "I'm not hungry." Matthew got up and went to the backyard. He grabbed his soccer ball and did some of the drills he did at soccer practice. Matthew was one of the best players on the school team. Matthew along with his best friend Kiku Honda were known as the dynamic duo. The two boys made the team unstoppable. Matthew started to kick around the ball when Francis came out with a plate. "Mon petite, I brought you a piece of pizza. Is something wrong? Your not acting like yourself today." Francis sat on the swing set. "I'm fine. Just not hungry. I'm really fine." Matthew kicked the ball into the net. "Matthew did something happen while your father and I were gone?" Francis watched the young boy. "Nothing papa really it's just. Never mind." Matthew sat on the swing next to Francis. He took the slice of pizza and took a bite. Before long it was dark.