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“But uncle, why?” the girl asked me. “The other story was better. I even got attached to those little animals.”
For her, TRX and the others are animals, apparently. Although... in a sense, they really are.
“This is a continuation of the other one, though not for now, just wait.”
“Okay...”
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Well... During her stay, Sam had to study at the high school in town. Her first week was normal and that... Also, she got a little closer to Mat and his friends.
Well... It was a Monday; Sam was leaving school, and Mathias, for some reason, had been absent.
“Hey, do you guys know why Mat was absent?” asked Sam.
“No,” answered James, who at that moment had his hair a little longer than usual, but it was combed.
“No, absolutely not,” said Erin.
“I see...”
“Well, it's kinda normal for him to skip classes... Although... This time he did so after quite some time,” added Erin. “He never tells us why, and neither does his mom.”
“Ah, I see... Wait, you asked his mom about that and she didn't say anything?” James asked Erin.
“I did... And she won't tell me!”
“I see...” said Sam, but was interrupted by her.
“Actually... she doesn't know.” She said, putting her hand behind her head and, closing her eyes, stuck her tongue out a little... I don't know how to describe it better, I really don't... Sorry.
Meanwhile, somewhere else.
“Ahhh,” a bald, elderly man had just finished drinking water. He was sitting on his bed. “Thank you, young Mathias.”
“You're welcome, Mr. Crowell,” Mat, who was sitting next to the bed, smiled back.
Mr. Crowell, 85 years old, lived alone in a somewhat large wooden house. His wife had died a few months ago, and his children had not visited him for several years, although... Mat visited almost every day since his wife passed away.
Whenever Mat visited, he would help him with some of the chores and keep him company.
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“Well, I'm leaving now,” Mat said. Once at the door, he added, “Oh, and if you need anything, just touch that button, and I'll come right away.”
“Be seeing you,” Mr. Crowell said goodbye to him. “But don't neglect your studies.”
“Ok, ok.”
That button had been created by Mat, thanks to his PSI Creations. It was invisible to everyone but these two. Mat left the house. Once outside, he decided to go home. On the way, he met his friends.
“Hi Mat!” shouted Erin from a distance. She approached him quickly, tapped him on the shoulder, and hugged him, you know how. You don't know how? Well... she got next to him and put her arm around his shoulder... Something like that... “Where did you go that you skipped school?”
“Ah, ah... Err...”
“Yes, Mat, why did you skip classes?” James asked. Sam didn't say anything.
“You're not... Oh, you're not doing something wrong, are you?” Erin said, somewhat teasingly.
“Err... I... Hmmm...”
“If he doesn't want to say it, then let him; don't bother him!” Sam said, in Mat's "defense."
“Eh?” all of them replied.
“...,” Sam remained silent.
“Okay... But don't get mad, okay?” Erin said. “You didn't have to take it to such an extreme either...”
“Y-yeah, you scared me...” said James.
“S-sorry...” Sam mumbled.
“Well, I'm going home now; we have homework, and I don't want to take too long. I'll see you later.”
“Bye!” said the others. James left them quickly.
“Well, I'm going too, I think so,” Erin said. “It's been a while since I've turned in homework, so... I don't want to fail the course. Bye!”
She left quickly too.
“Ok...” Mat said.
“Well...” Sam hesitated.
“...”
“No way, I'm left alone with Mat! And now? No, no, no, no, no, no, no... Calm down... Yes. Now I am. Wait, why am I freaking out about that?” Sam mused.
“Hey, so... there's homework, right?” Mat asked. They were still walking towards... I don't know where.
“Yeah, yeah, it's math,” Sam replied, a little nervously.
“Could you show it to me?”
“Yeah, I can!”
“...Now?” Mat asked, confused when he saw her take her book out of her bag.
“Ah, s-sorry!” Sam replied, hesitating. “I... I don't know what's wrong with me today.”
“...It's okay.”
“Yeah, I...”
“Well, um... Do you want to do your homework together? I'll justify my absence; I'll see how,” he said, looking like he wanted to smile.
“Okay, but... where?” Sam asked. “At my house I can't because... well.”
“?” Mat replied. “So... we'll do it at my place, okay? Although my mom is not here, and my uncle is traveling...”
“Yeah, it's okay!”
“Ok, ok. Well... Looks like we've arrived at yours,” Mat said. In spite of everything, they did seem to have a fixed course... “See you later!”
“Ok!” she smiled at him and went inside.
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“Silly, silly, silly, silly!” Samantha, who was lying on her bed, face down, sank her face into her pillow and insulted herself. “Why did you agree to that without hesitation?”
Samantha was like that because she was afraid of acting strangely in front of Mathias. Meanwhile, Mat was alone in his house, thinking.
“Mr. Crowell... He's already going to...”