Author's Note: I'm trying to blaze through these chapters, but be patient with me. They're going to be a little short for a while, because nothing's really happening, but they'll be longer towards the end.
You had it custom made, and you're very proud of it. It matches the PJ bottoms you gave him a few years back, the pogo ride in his backyard, and that one t-shirt he used to wear all the time as a kid (which is too small for him now, but you know for a fact he still has it squirreled away somewhere). You're not sure whether his obsession with little green ghosts is a Ghostbusters thing or a John thing, but either way it's adorable.
As you're getting dressed for the day, you make the executive decision to wear it to school. It rests snug and cozy on your head all day long, but you never run into him. Even after school, you go to hunt him down at his locker, and he's not there. So you pack your backpack and mount your bicycle, as usual. As you're nearing his house, you spot him up ahead on the side of the road, slowly trekking his way up the slight incline. Pedaling faster, you pick up the pace, gaining ground. You're pretty sure he's pretending not to hear you, but you let him, since you're busy planning out your highly rare and highly dangerous 180 reacharound combo.
Just as you pass him, you release one handlebar, yanking the hat off of your head and fitting it perfectly onto his. Continuing forward silently, you grin wildly into the April breeze. Moments later, you look back over your shoulder and see him remove the white baseball cap. He only takes a second to appraise the green ghost decal on the front before placing it back on his head proudly, matting down his flyaway hair. You just smile and look forward again, taking the next right to return to your apartment.