Mo groaned, being woken up to Glitch getting ready for school. The sun was shining brightly and Mo groaned again pulling the covers over his head. Today he didn't want to get up. Today he decided he was going to stay in bed and not deal with the world.

The front door shut and Mo could hear Glitch leaving the house as he bounced on the porch. Mo was not amused but he was awake now. He slowly got up and threw some clothes on. Nothing special, just some baggy comfortable lazy clothes.

Mo went to the bathroom collecting clothes that were scattered about, sighing tiredly. He'll do laundry today because that's not hard. Mo began walking around the house, collecting scattered clothes that have been there for a while.

Taking a break here and there between loads, he called the crew up and apologized for how he was acting the other day. They all understood and they all agreed a day away from dancing would probably be best.

The last load was from Glitch's room. Collecting the pile of clothes and sorting them out between lights and darks. He emptied the pockets and cringed at the sight of what came out sometimes but otherwise everything was fine. It was until he caught a whiff of something that didn't smell like Glitch.

He held Glitch's crew shirt up and sniffed it. Was that smoke? It was faint so Mo passed it off as some mistake. He sat down and flipped on the TV flipping through the channels and decided on some nice relaxing music instead.

Mo tried to relax but something at the back of his mind kept nagging at him. Was Glitch alright? He kind of was weird last night. Shaking his head and rubbing his temples he passed it off again.

Mo slept until he heard the door open and shut. He felt Glitch hop on the couch, close to Mo's stomach, and flip on the TV. "Hey Mo." Glitch greeted. Mo sat up and watched Glitch flip through the channels.

"Hey G…" Mo began to form the question in his head. It was bothering him still and something seemed a little off. "Is everything OK?" He asked feeling a tad bit nervous. Glitch turned to look at Mo in the eye, a little bit of fear apparent in his emerald eyes.

"Yeah Mo, why wouldn't they be?" Glitch scratched his head, fidgeting in his spot. Mo narrowed is eyes. He could tell something was up with the teen. Glitch got up trying to break the awkward silence in any way he could. "I have homework I should do; I'll be upstairs if you need something." Glitch bolted up the steps, trying to get away from Mo's stare.

Mo took his time getting up and heading up the stairs. He rapped his hand against the door twice before twisting the knob only to find it locked. "G…. Glitch I think we need to talk." Mo yelled through the door. There was some shuffling and a twisting of a lock before Glitch peeked out through the crack of the door. Mo pushed it open a little farther using his height to his advantage. "Glitch what's wrong man? You know you can talk to me." Glitch fidgeted for a bit then looking up at Mo.

Glitch laughed. "Nothing is wrong man. Just tired from that's all." Glitch went to his bed where papers were scattered about. Mo felt his blood rush to his head as he began to get frustrated.

"Why do you gotta lie like that?" Mo asked forcing his voice to remain calm. Glitch flinched and laughed again.

"I don't know what you are talking about Mo, school was rough today. Nothing is wrong." Glitch replied patting his pocket slightly. It wasn't a lie that time. School was rough today and he couldn't stop thinking about Mo. His mind felt conflicted about the relationship they had. Mo seemed satisfied with the answer and ruffled Glitch's hair.

Glitch had soft hair Mo thought. He did always enjoy the way it felt on his hand every time he touched it. Sighing Mo sat on the bed and offered to help with the homework which Glitch gladly took. It was an hour before they were done and they were downstairs enjoying dinner.

Nothing disturbed the moment until Mo fell asleep on the couch, his arm draped across the back and his fingers slightly touching Glitch. It wasn't until today that Glitch even considered their relationship was off. All because of one girl. It was odd really; Glitch didn't think anything of it until she asked.

"Do you like him Glitch?"

Now here Mo was passed out on the couch, looking so relaxed. Glitch felt a slight headache beginning to nag at him. He felt conflicted with his emotions now because of THAT girl. Glitch glanced at Mo one last time before going outside to the front porch. He leaned up against the wall pulling the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lighting one.

He felt bad that he was doing this but at the same time he kind of enjoyed that feeling of smoking away his stress.

"Of course what kind of question is that?" Glitch laughed at the girl but she seemed a little displeased.

"No not as a friend Glitch. Do you LIKE him?" She asked this time emphasizing like. Glitch sat in his seat like a guilty puppy. "I've seen you guys rehearse and dance together and I kept help but wonder if you do?" She smoothed out her shirt and stared at Glitch until he replied.

"I don't know."

It was the honest answer at the time, but all it did was make Glitch confused. What was his relationship with Mo? He placed the cigarette up to his mouth breathing in then out. He had to admit he did like it when Mo acknowledged him and when he ruffled his hair from time to time. But wouldn't anybody if they had an idle like Mo? Glitch thought about it some more and decided to put it off until tomorrow. He snuffed out the cigarette and threw it into that trash can when he walked inside. He smelled himself to make sure he didn't smell of smoke to badly when he thought he was fine, he woke Mo up to let him know he was going to bed.

Mo murmured something and followed him. He was far too tired to care, but Mo couldn't help but notice an odd smell lingering off of Glitch. Thinking it was all in his head Mo went to his bedroom and passed out on his bed.

Glitch crawled under his covers placing the cigarettes under his pillow and soon he to fell asleep, wondering if there was something else there with Mo.