Will spent the rest of the night watching TV with his mom; well she was reading a magazine and listening to whatever was on. At 11 Will decided it would probably be best to go to bed, tomorrow was Monday after all. The day of the week everyone hated and dreaded. Will had never really had a bed time. His parents thought that he was responsible enough to know when he was tired and when he should go to bed. When he was around 7 or 8 he used to stay up all night, fueled by sugary treats and drinks with enough caffeine in them to fuel a fleet of steam powered ships, until he crashed at about 1 or 2 in the morning. 4 and a half hours of restless sleep just wasn't cutting for him. For the past few years he'd been really good at managing his time and getting at least 6 or more hours of sleep a night. "I'm going to bed mom." Will said sliding the remote to her. "Night sweetie, sleep well." Josie said grabbing the remote and changing the TV from the news to some sappy soap opera. Will went to his room, changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed.
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Will sprung out of bed with a start. Warren had lied to him. He had just had quite an explicit dream/memory. Will was flabbergasted. He didn't know if it was real or just a dream. It seemed real; it seemed like when he had remembered everything he had forgotten yesterday. It felt real. Will looked over at the clock; it was almost 7, so he had plenty of time to get ready. He went into the bathroom and completed his daily ritual: shower, dry, dress. Will really didn't want to change out of his pajamas and into normal clothes. He settled on a loose-but not too lose- pair of blue jeans, and a blue t-shirt with Cookie Monster on the front. He pulled his socks on and slipped his tennis shoes on. He jogged out of the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. His father was sitting at the table reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. "Morning champ." Steve said brightly. "Good morning dad." Will replied. He grabbed a glass out of one of the wooden cupboards over the sink. "Where's mom?" He asked. Steve turned the page. "She went into the office early, something about watering the plants." Steve said vaguely remembering what Josie had said when she left the house at the crack of dawn that morning. Will nodded. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a container of apple juice. He filled the glass until it was nearly over flowing. He put cap back on and stuck the container back into the refrigerator. "there's toast if you want it." Steve said motioning with the paper to the counter top. A large stack of buttered toast sat on a plate. Will grabbed the top piece and nibbled on it. He couldn't stop thinking about what he had remembered. He was so devastated; Warren had lied to him about something very, very important. What else hadn't he told him? Will quickly finished the piece of toast and drank his juice. He checked the clock ticking kitty cat clock on the wall; it was 7:35. Will grabbed his bag off of the hook next to the back door. "Bye dad." Will said opening the back door. "See ya later kiddo." Steve replied flipping the page of his newspaper. Will waked outside and shut the back door behind him. His friends were standing at the bs stop. Zach waved when he saw him. Will sighed but jogged over. "You don't seem so glum today." Magenta said noticing that for the most part Will looked better than he had for months, and the fact that they didn't have t drag him out of his house was a miracle. "Yeah, I'm better now thanks guys." Will replied. He was really very grateful for their concern. He noticed Layla and some other people waiting by a cluster of trees. Layla looked up and frowned when she saw Will, she quickly latched onto Lash. Will was really glad he didn't have any destructive powers, because if he did he would probably have used them. "The bus is running a little late." Ethan informed Will. "It should be here any second now." Zach added. "Actually, I'm not riding today." Will told his friends. "Show off." Magenta joked. "Tell Ron I say hi." Will said. "Do it yourself dude." Zach said laughing. Will smiled and jogged over to the neighbor's backyard. Flying isn't about thinking happy thoughts. If it was Will wouldn't have gotten more than an inch off the ground today. You simply concentrated on it and you're up, up, and away. If you lose concentration though, you drop like a rock. Going upward and straight are easy enough to do and Will was up in a matter of minutes. He was landing just as Ron's bus did. He walked over to it and waited for the group. He quickly pulled them along. He didn't feel like confronting Warren about such a big lie, or why he had even lied to him in the first place. "Whoa, slow down." Magenta said one they were inside. "Warren asked where you were." Zach said. Will nodded and hurriedly led the group to their locker. He opened it and pulled out all of his things for the day; his Mad Science book, gym clothes, Simulation Lab note keeper, the computer programs for English and Math, his Villains Study book and the note book he kept all his notes in. He shoved the things into his bag, being careful not to damage his laptop. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, it was 7:50. He saw Warren standing at the end of the hall. Luckily he wasn't in the group's first class; Mad Science. "We only have ten minutes to get to class, we should hurry." Will said urging his friends to finish up with their lockers. "Why are you so eager to get to class this morning? Usually you're fine with barely making it before the bell rings." Ethan stated closing the padlock on his locker. "I don't know, I just want to get good seats." Will said closing Magentas locker for her. "We have assigned seats Will." Magenta said narrowing her eyes at him. "Are you sure you're okay?" She asked. She reached her hand out and pressed it against Will's forehead. "You're burning up!" She exclaimed pulling her hand back. "It's nothing; I got drenched in the storm a couple days ago. I must be catching a cold." Will said grabbing her by the hand and pulling her along. The Mad Science lab was right at the end of the hall, right next to where Warren was standing. "You're all clammy." Magenta said with a grimace. She wiped her hand on her pants. Will stopped, Magenta was right. He didn't feel so good, maybe it was because he was nervous. He didn't want to deal with Warren right now, or maybe he was catching a small cold. After all, he had been wondering around in the massive storm for about an hour before Warren found him. The rest of the group had walked into the lab. Warren was leaning against one of the bright blue lockers next to the door. Will considered walking the other way, waiting until Warren left to go do the independent study English and math work to go near the door. He turned around, but saw Layla, who was clinging tightly to Lash's arm, walking up the hallway. Will wasn't sure who he'd rather deal with right now. He turned back around and headed for the Lab door, he kept his head down and looked straight ahead. "Hey." Warren said brightly as Will neared the door. Will didn't respond as he walked through the doorway. "Are you okay?" Warren asked grabbing Will's shoulder. "Don't touch me." Will snapped shrugging Warren's hand off. "What's the matter?" Warren asked. Will stepped back, glared at Warren and went to walk through the doorway again. "What's the matter?" Warren asked again. He pulled Will away from the door. "What's the matter?" Will asked sardonically. Warren nodded and waited for an answer. "What's the matter?" Will said again. "You lied to me." He viciously spat. "Whoa calm down, I didn't lie to you about anything Will." Warren said holding both hands out in front of him. "Oh you didn't then why do I remember it now." Will said punctuating each word with anger. Warren paled when he realized what Will was talking about. "You lied to me about…about what we did." Will said slowly. He didn't know how to say it in a way that wouldn't sound weird to anyone who happened to be paying attention to the ongoing scene. "I'm sorry." Warren replied. "I didn't know how you'd take it, I didn't want you to think that I'd taken advantage of you." He finished. Will shot Warren a incredulous look. "Didn't you?" He asked seething. "No. I told you, I love you, I have for a long time now. I would never take advantage of you" Warren said trying to defend himself. "I was hurt and lonely, and I don't know what I feel about you now." Will said turning to go into the room. He had felt something for Warren after learning about how much he cared. He didn't know what it was now, before he had thought that maybe he loved Warren, but now thinking about it he wasn't sure. How could he trust someone who had lied to him about something so important. Warren looked at his watch; it was 7:58. "We'll talk about this later." He said before walking down the hall. Will hastily walked into the lab. Almost everyone else was in their seats. Mr. Medulla was arrainging different trays at the front of the room. Will sat down in his usual seat. "What was that about? We could hear you shouting at each other, but we really couldn't make any of It out." Magenta asked. From what she had witnessed It hadn't been a pleasant confrontation. "You guys fighting again? I thought you made up and were cool now?" Zach asked. "I don't know." Will replied. He really didn't know what they were now, and how they were going to move past this.
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I'm really sorry it's been so long since I've updated this. NanoWriMo was in November and I participated (and got 70000 words.) I won't be editing it so now I have time. And College sucks, no matter what any one tells you trust me it sucks. Any suggestions? Grammar corrections? Hate mail?
