The next morning I had to cry myself out again before I went downstairs for breakfast. I tried to make it look like I wasn't crying but I made way too much noise and my eyes were bright red.

"How are you feeling honey?" my mom asked.

"Fine," I muttered as I made my a bowl of cereal.

"Look what I've got Jay," my dad said.

I looked up and saw my deck in his hand. I shook my head and said, "They should stay with Amanda." I would have took them but I never let Amanda get her hands on it until yesterday. So I figured the least I could do is let her have them.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded. But right after I did that I regretted it. I felt so isolated all of a sudden. It became hard to breath so I closed my eyes and tried to picture myself dueling. That always made me feel better. Then I continued eating.

When I finished, I went back upstairs in my room and stared at Amanda's picture. Which made me cry even more.

My mom walked in and saw me crying. She just sat next to me and hugged me again as I cried hysterically. "Honey, you have to stop crying."

"How?!" I wailed.

"Forgive god and then forgive yourself."

"WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!"

"Never mind."

When I was finally done crying, she said, "Maybe you should go outside instead of keeping yourself locked up in your room."

"Go outside and do what?"

"Maybe you'll make some new friends."

I sighed. "Ok." I went into the bathroom and put in some eye drops that made them look less red. Then I went outside and walked around in the flowery meadow. Then when I got bored I just started rolling around in the flowers. Then I heard a squeaky noise and it sounded like it was saying, "Rubi! Rubi!"

I rolled over and saw a monster spirit. But it wasn't from my deck. It looked like a purple cat with red eyes and a red spot at the end of its tail.

"Rubi! Where are you?"

The monster spirit ran back to the owner. He had teal hair, a purple vest, and white pants with gorgeous emerald eyes. He was so sexy. He laughed at me when he saw pieces of flower pedals in my hair. "Having fun?" he aske.

I stood up and brushed myself off. "Um, I was just--"

"It's ok. I used to do that too. I'm Jesse."

"I'm Jaden." Then I shook his hand. "So where do you live?"

"I no longer live on this planet."

"What? That's insane. Seriously where do you live?"

"I don't live here," he said with a warm smile on his face. "I must go. It was nice meeting you."

"Jaden, time for dinner!" my mom called.

I turned around and said, "Be there in a sec!" When I turned back around, Jesse wasn't standing there anymore. Where could he disappear to that fast? Oh well. I walked back to the house.

I grabbed my plate and sat down at the table and surprised myself when I found myself smiling.

"So who were you talking to? I didn't see anyone standing next to you," my mom said

"You didn't?" I asked. "Well I was talking to a boy named Jesse."

"Aren't you a little old for imaginary friends?" my dad asked.

My mom elbowed him.

"He wasn't imaginary."

"Whatever you say honey."

"I'm serious mom!"

"I know and so am I."

God I hated it when she talked to me like I was five.

"So when are you gonna see Jesse again?" my dad asked.

"Soon I hope. He seems really nice." After I said that it made me smile even wider. I think I was falling in love with him.