Spencer was scared, no, terrified now. Terrified because he didn't know what was going to happen next. This wasn't like the usual threat of being kicked out of school. This time Spencer's excuses weren't working and there were no final warning or test. It was all up to his parents and now, even they thought he was crazy.

Spencer was up in his room, sitting on one of the sofa chairs, staring blankly at the TV screen. He tried to pay attention to what was happening on the screen but his mind kept wandering back to the counselor's office. Billy was tuning his guitar near by, though he wasn't really paying attention. His real focus was on Spencer. The teen had been quiet since they return home and that worried Billy. Spencer was never this quiet, even if he was in trouble with his folks. They hadn't said much to each other after the incident in the office and Billy was dying to talk to Spencer. The rockstar soon couldn't take waiting any longer and put down his guitar.

"Hey Spence! What's-" Billy was cut off by the sound of the elevator doors opening. The two both turned to see Spencer's parents, Hugh and Jane, step out of the elevator. Both parents forced a smile but worry and concern was seen in their eyes.

"Hey Kiddo! How you feeling?" Hugh asked as they moved to sit next to Spencer on one of the chairs.

"Fine." Spencer answered a hint of venom in the word. Spencer's parents frowned a little and Spencer cursed himself for being harsh. He knew his parents were only trying to help but Spencer didn't need help. He was fine.

"So your teachers say that you've been acting up in class. Things like, I don't know, yelling at the air? Is this true?" Jane took Spencer's hand, giving a little concern smile. Spencer thought about pulling his hand away but decided against it. Probably make the situation worse.

"Of course not. Unless you're counting the times that I was filming. Then I guess, to the naked eye, it would look like that." Spencer said, smirking lightly, though his parents' expression did not change.

"Well that's what we thought but..." Jane's voice trialed, trying to think of the right words.

"There has been time at home, where it seems you were talking to someone and no one was there." Hugh spoke up this time, his smile was fading.

"Filming." Spencer stated, rolling his eyes for good measures.

"Even while the camera was in the other room?" Hugh raised an eyebrow at his son; before Spencer could speak his parents continued. "Now nothing is set in stone yet but your mom and I were thinking, maybe, we should take a look into this. If something is going on with you, Spencer. We need to make sure you're okay." Spencer's eyes widen. They were seriously considering sending him to a funny farm.

"You can't be serious!" Spencer snapped as he pulling away from his parents and out of the chair. He kept his back towards his parents, feeling a mixture of hurt and anger. Billy, who had been floating nearby, was now next to the chair Spencer was once sitting at.

"What's going on? What can't they be serious about?" Billy asked, not understanding what the adults were implying. Spencer ignored the spirit's question, trying to focus on the problem at hand.

"This is very serious, Spencer." Both parents' smiles had disappeared, as they looked at their son with concern.

"What's serious? What are they talking about?" Billy asked again.

"Mom, I'm fine!" Spencer growled, turning to face his parents. "Why don't you believe me?"

"We want to believe you, Sweetie. But you're not proving to us that you are." Jane's gaze drifted from Spencer and the floor.

"Mrs. Santos said that the therapist there specialize in situations like this one."
Now Spencer was furious. They were playing into Ponsey's hands and Spencer was running out of ways to stop it. "I'm not crazy!" The teen shouted but soon lowered his voice. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly this time. "I'm your son. Please, you got to believe me." Spencer glance down to his shoes as his vision started to become blurry. This could not be happening.
Billy floated next to his best friend, wanting to comfort the clearly upset teen but not knowing how to. Usually it was the other way, Billy would be the one to throw a fit and Spencer would be there to cheer him up. Now that the roles were reversed, Billy didn't know what to do.

"We know you're not crazy but if you're seeing thing that aren't there, that is a problem. Please we're only trying to help." Jane was speaking slowly as well, trying to be careful not to upset her son again.
Before Spencer could respond, he was suddenly wrapped into a strong hug. It was Billy, of course. Still not sure what was going on, he still wanted to comfort his friend in any way he could.
This, however, wasn't the best move.

"Quit it, Billy!" Spencer yelled, struggling to get away from the spirit.

"No. Not until you tell me what is going on!" Billy wrapped his arms around Spencer's middle, refusing to let go so easily.

"Billy! Let go of me!"

"Never!"

"Dude! Seriously, now is not the best time."

"I'll stop when you tell me what's the matter"

"Billy!"

"Nope!"

Spencer completely forgot his parents were there as he fought and yelled at the spirit, trying to get away. Eventually, he did get free from Billy's hug but by then his parents had seen enough. They now looked scared, like they really did think Spencer was crazy. His parents didn't say anything more. They just got up from where they were sitting and left. Spencer didn't bother trying to stop them, it wouldn't matter now. By the looks on their face, they've made up their minds.

"I'm doomed." Spencer moaned before throwing himself on to his bed. A feeling of helplessness washed over him.
In a moment, Spencer was curled up into a ball on his bed, staring out the window. The sun was just starting to set over Beverly Heights as Spencer vision started to blur again. The bed didn't move but Spencer could tell that Billy was sitting at the edge of the bed next to him.

"Hey Bro… I'm sorry." The rockstar muttered. Spencer didn't respond. He just closed his eyes, hoping to drifted into sleep and pretend that this was just a bad dream. The teen suddenly heard humming coming from the rockstar. It wasn't a tune Spencer recognized but if was soft and relaxing. In no time, the boy was fast asleep. Billy continued humming as he curled up be sided Spencer. Soon Billy ceased humming and both boys had fallen asleep.