It was a rainy, gloomy day. The lights in the lunchroom were barely working anymore, so they were very dim. Rory was sitting by a window, alone. He looked upset. He wasn't often upset.

He had offered a great opportunity to hang out to his friends- they would go to the movies, then the amusement park. But they said no. They didn't try to be polite, either. He felt pretty beat up.

He rested his chin on his hand and watched the rain and dark clouds out the window as he ate his lunch.