"Are you going to tell me what's up?" Tony asked. For the past two weeks, I had been eating lunch at school in his classroom with him and my aunt Charlie. They always had lunch together and since I wasn't really in the mood to be around too many people, I decided to join them.

I shrugged and stabbed the pasta I bought from the cafeteria. I wasn't even that hungry, so I wasted money paying for it.

"Come on, Ryder," Tony said. "Something's obviously wrong. You rarely pay attention in class and you've been eating lunch with us instead of Julia and Elizabeth.

I'm just not in the mood...