Author's Note: This is short and seemingly pointless, but don't worry -- it's still basically just the introduction. Enjoy!

Chapter Two: Restless

I lay in my bed silently, staring up at the ceiling. Dark shadows covered the room. Something was bothering me, but I didn't know what it was. I couldn't sleep. I turned to face the clock -- 3:20. I had been trying to sleep for four hours now. What was it that was bugging me?

Boomer rolled over, rubbing his eyes. He opened them, and looked at me questioningly. "B-Brick? Why are you awake? There's school tomorrow..."

I nodded, looking back at him. "Uh huh."

I stared at the ceiling once more.

Boomer paused. "Are... you stressed?" He sat up in bed, watching me carefully. "Are you sick?" His eyes scanned over me. Nothing appeared to be wrong, so he asked, "Are you okay?"

"You ask a lot of questions," I chuckled in reply. "I'm fine. I just can't sleep is all." I rolled over to face him. "It's okay. Go back to sleep."

Butch yawned loudly and groaned. "You guys, it's late. Stop chatting and go to sleep. I have to take care of the purple logs..."

Boomer and I laughed a bit. "Go back to your logs, Butch," I muttered. When I looked back at Boomer, he, too, was asleep. I heaved a sigh. Alone again. When I said 'Go to sleep', I didn't really mean it. I wish they'd stay awake with me.

I closed my eyes. What was wrong with me? I'm usually the first one to dreamland.

Well... Better make an attempt at sleep if I wanted to be awake tomorrow.