Alone again....naturally....
You know sometimes I wonder if I'm totally cursed or something. Oh, not with anything noticeably bad like my hair falling out, or some freaky skin disorder or permanent bad breath - but something much worse. Loser-itis. That undefinable quality or aura that makes people just not want to hang out with me, or be my friend for long
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Xander wanted to go do some recon? That sounded way cool, and for a second I was all for the going into covert ops mode. Ex-comatose patient? Who could that be? Maybe it a was a girl and she was hot! But then I remembered...
"Damn it! Sorry dude but I have to cram for a Latin make up test first thing in the morning. See I had this 'episode' at the counsellor's office, and ended up go way over time. My latin professor said I could still get a grade for the test if I sat it tomorrow. Sounds awesome though."
I tried not to sound too disappointed, but heck latin was one of the subjects I really wanted to do well in because it helped me with my spells.
"I'm sure Andrew's game though. Just make sure you don't let him wear the wind-cheater or you can kiss any stealth action goodbye."
I clapped Andrew on the shoulder and grinned at him but the smile didn't reach my eyes. Yeah, he was still in my bad books. It was gonna take more than some free grape soda or comic book offerings before I'd forgive him for leaving me in the lurch. With Robo-boy.
Man, what a loser I was if I couldn't even keep my loser friends from ditching me for all things 'better, faster, stronger'.
Maybe it was just time for me to go back to my dorm, take my meds, cram latin, play some more X-2 and then call it a night. I sighed heavily.
"Just drop me off near the dorm, okay?"
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