Ok, this is probably going to be the shortest chapter I have ever done, I'm sorry. Really I am.
"There he is." A gruff voice spoke, looking out of the window of his rusted car, this man had binoculars in his hands, as he watching the children hoard into the Susan B. Anthony school. He was watching one child in particular, a child with flaming red hair, lanky build, and thick round glasses. Sherman. Little brat. He moved his binoculars a bit, turning his gaze to the dog on the moped. He narrowed his eyes at the dog, Stupid mutt.
Oh, he was going to get his revenge on them, but not now, and not today. He knew when and he knew how, he smirked, an evil sickening smirk. Oh, he was going to have a little fun with them first. Yes in deed, he was going to watch them squirm helplessly and then scatter like bugs...hm...bugs...that gives him an idea.
-Transition-
"So, Birthday party still going on at your house?" Mason asked. Sherman nodded happily to his two friends as he took a bite of his food.
"Hello Sherman." Penny said as she sat down next to ginger boy. Sherman smiled at her, his traditional goofy smile, it made Penny smile back at him, it's been a while since anyone has seen that familiar smile.
"Hello Penny, are you coming to my Birthday party?" Sherman asked her, she nodded.
"Obviously." She told him, lightly shoving him a bit. He kept his smile and shoved her back. They wound up giggling and then turning to their lunches. They ate in silence, neither Carl nor Mason said anything to the duo. It was kind of awkward. The bell rang loudly, it caused almost everyone at the table to jump up. Packing up the parts of their lunches that they didn't eat, they all got up and headed for the playground. While Penny, Carl, and Mason ran around talking to other students, nobody noticed Sherman.
Sherman just sat down underneath a tree, enjoying the shade, he yawned, he was tired...beyond tired. Hardly slept at all last night, in fact, he can't remember the last he actually got a full nights rest. He didn't want to sleep though, sleeping brought nightmares. He didn't like nightmares.
Still...just ten minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt him. He hoped.