I went outside voluntarily that day. I played football with my brothers. To be honest, I was looking for Tommy. After awhile I just decided to forget about looking for him. I continued to play football and later on took my dogs for a walk around the block.
Just when I was about to go in the house Jonathan screamed out of his window.
"Hey!"
I ignored him. I didn't think what he did the other day was cool at all.
"Hey!" he yelled again. I decided to put my dogs back in the house. My brothers wanted to play another round of football. So, I came back outside. We played two more rounds and Jonathan came outside.
"Why didn't you answer me?" he asked.
"Because I didn't want to." I said flatly.
"Why?"
"Because."
"Well, anyway I wanted to say sorry for yesterday."
"Cool." I replied dryly.
"Are you mad?"
"Nope, not at all."
"Oh. Can I play?"
"I don't care."
I tossed him the football and went back in the house. I wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily.
