Patrick was exited for school today, he knew he was going to make a new friend.

"Are you ready for your second day Patrick?" His mom asked him, straightening his jacket.

"Yeah mum!" Patrick told her cheerily, he grabbed his backpack and headed out the door.

"Well, Patrick has left for school" Janine said to her husband who was sitting at the table with a coffee.

Mr. Jane nodded his head, before picking up the news paper and starting to read through it.

"After school I'm going to take him with me to visit my friend Harriet" Janine told her husband, who looked up at her.\

"He hates play dates, and Harriet who?" he asked her.

"Harriet Lisbon, and there is a boy there about two, Patrick can play with him" Janine told him.

"Does Harriet have any other kids?" he questioned, his eyes back on the news paper.

"Just a daughter names Teresa, she's Patrick's age" Janine told him, her husband just nodded before turning his eyes back to his paper.

"Teresa!" Patrick called to the dark haired girl who was getting on the bus. Patrick guessed her mom had drove her in yesterday and that's why she wasn't here.

"Yeah?" Teresa asked, sitting in the seat opposite of him, Patrick studied her for a minute.

"Well, I wanted to be their first one to say 'hi' today, that's all" he told her, then he waved his hand, and said "Hi".

"I thought you didn't want to say hi to me ?" Teresa questioned, Patrick let out a sigh.

"Well that's when we weren't Best Friends!" he stated " But now we are so I can be nice to you!"

"Maybe I don't want to be your friend" Teresa said, crossing her tiny arms across her chest "Maybe you were to mean yesterday to be my friend"

"Well, we have to be best friends!" Patrick whined.

"Fine, I'll be your friend for a little bit and if your mean to me I'll never be your friend again" Teresa said after a few seconds of thought.

"Awesome! You should come sit with me!" Patrick said excitedly, he was glad that he had his best friend.

"And we can all be friends" Patrick said to everyone in his group, there was Grace ( who Patrick let in only because she was Teresa's friend, I mean, she was a girl too!) and Kim ( Kimball actually, but that word took a long time to say) and Wayne.

"What if we don't want too?" Questioned Kim, he was one of Patrick's friends from Pre-school, but he seemed wary of the other two girls.

"Too bad if you don't want too" Patrick told him sternly.

"Now its time for recess, so we all have to play on the jungle gym!" Patrick said exitedly.

"He's dumb" Teresa stated to Grace after the boys went running outside.

Grace nodded her head, her red pigtails bouncing.

"Wanna go color?" Teresa asked.

"Yeah!" Grace cheered, so walking back to their desks they grabbed out crayons and paper.

"Mom!" Patrick yelled after school when he seen his mother in the parking lot. His mom waved and gestured for him to come get in the car.

"Were going to go my friends house for a little while okay Patrick?" His mother said when they were sitting down, Patrick studied her.

"Do they have kids?" he asked, his mother nodded.

"Two, a boy and a girl"

"How old is the boy?"

"He's two, and the girl is five, you might know her, her name is Teresa" His mother said, waiting for when he would start to complain about going to go visit a girl… but to her surprise he didn't.

He was smiling.

"Yay! I get to go see my best friend, won't she be happy!" Patrick yelled, although he knew in his head Teresa would not be very happy.. for some reason she got annoyed by him… maybe it was because he liked to bug her, she made him laugh when he was angry…she almost acted like a boy ( She had hit him on the head in class today- and plus being called a boy was a great compliment)

"Was she the girl you were talking about yesterday?" his mother asked, a smile lighting up her face.

"Yeah, she used to be dumb but now she's kinda fun" Patrick said, still sort of uncomfortable admitting to his mother he was friends with a girl, I mean, how embarrassing was that.

"Well, don't bug her too much" his mother warned, Patrick wondered how she knew he was bugging her.

"I don not bug, I annoy!" he proclaimed proudly.

"Who told you that?" his mother asked with a laugh.

"Well today Teresa called me " Annoying" which sounds much more smarter than "Bug" mom" he said.

"Poor Teresa" Janine Jane murmured under her breath.

A/N – well I added another chapter just because a couple people wanted me too, and I felt like writing a little more about five year old Jane.

-Tallie14