Chapter 2 – Andrew

Andrew's father barely even glanced at him when he got in the car.

"Where's your wrestling champ patch, Andrew?" his father asked.

Andrew had barely even noticed it was gone, he had been too busy looking at Allison. "Oh, I guess Allison must have taken it…" he said vaguely.

"Allison? That girl you were staring at when I got here?"

"Yeah, that's her."

"Well you get that patch back at school on Monday, you hear me? You can't let girls take things from you just because you think they're pretty," his father scolded.

"Yeah, sure Dad," he nodded, not really paying attention to anything his father was saying.

"I'm serious, Andrew. First you do something stupid and get caught, which lands you in detention. And now you're gonna let girls steal things from you? I don't think so. No way. She didn't even look that good."

"So?" Andrew replied heatedly. "She may not be the best looking girl out there, but she's a good person. She's…different. Interesting. It's like…she looks at me, and she knows exactly what I'm thinking. She's amazing…"

"Hmph," his father snorted. "Sounds like you have a crush on her."

"Maybe. I dunno."

"Whatever. You just get that patch back and stay out of detention. You can't afford to miss a match."

"Alright! I heard you the first time, Dad," Andrew said, bored of this discussion. I think, from now on, whenever Dad mentions not missing a match, or buffing up more, or anything wrestling related, I'm just gonna block him out, he thought.

"Right, well I'm going to the store to pick up a steak for dinner," his dad said as he dropped him off a home.

Andrew nodded and walked into the house. "Mom, I'm back!" he shouted.

"Oh hi honey," his mother said, coming downstairs. "So did you have fun today?" she asked sarcastically.

"Actually, it wasn't that bad. A lot of good came from it," Andrew replied truthfully. "Not bad at all…" he said, going to his room. He sat down at his desk and wondered what would happen on Monday. Would he really act as Claire had said, and cut Brian, Allison, and John up behind their backs? Or would he find the guts to stand up to his friends? Only Monday would tell…and had more than a day to wait before he found out.

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And there's Andrew's chapter…opinions? Am I depicting things correctly so far? Thanks for reading again! =)

~*~Lauren~*~