Chapter 5:

The rest of the day was pretty good. I soon learned that I would not have any trouble being on top of my school work and that I would really love 4th grade science. As far as my classmates, I think everyone looked at me different, especially after what I said to that kid. I don't think I would have any problems with them messing with me. Me and Whitney stuck together a lot that day, eating lunch at the same table and playing outside. When a bunch of kids asked me to play tag, I told them that I would only play if she could too. And when we started to work on a class project, we quickly chose each other to be partners on it. It was nice having a friend already in class.

"How was y'alls first day?" Michael asked us as we all walked home. "It was fine. I liked it for the most part." I said. "It was okay." Whitney said. "Did anybody mess with you today?" Michael asked. He made a fist and hit his other hand with it. "'Cause, I don't care what mom says, I'll fight a girl if I have to!" "I would too, if that was my little sis Lydia." Brian chimed in. Whitney shook her head. "No, they only did at first. But Calvin was there so no one messed with me much." "Good looking out for my sis little man." Michael told me as we gave each other high fives. Brian nodded his head in approval. Once we made it to our houses, Whitney asked if it would be alright to come eat a snack with her at her house. I told her I would once I asked my mom.

After we got permission from our parents, Mrs. Houston asked us how our first day was (and the same questions that Michael asked about the kids). She looked relived to find out that no one messed with Whitney much after the start of class and gave us some banana pudding while we watched cartoons. After we kept giggling at the episode and a commercial came on, Whitney turned to me. "Thanks Calvin, for being my friend all day today. It felt nice to have someone to be around and talk to at school." I humped my shoulders. "You're welcome. Thanks for being the first person to be nice to me here. You're not so bad…even for a girrrl with cooties!" Whitney laughed and lightly pushed me. "Shut up rock head!" We kept on laughing and talking until Scooby Doo came back on television.

I decided that nothing would stop me from being Whitney's friend no matter what. She was a nice, fun kid that was misunderstood by our stupid classmates.