When Mike arrived home from school on Monday afternoon, the first thing he did was go into the backyard.

Micky was across the fence.

"Hey," Mike said. He walked closer. "Why weren't you at school today?"

Micky looked down. "I needed a break."

"You've barely been at school a week! You skipped?"

Micky sighed. "You sound like my mother." He still refused to look at Mike.

"Was it the assignment? Is it still stressing you out?"

"Yeah...I guess."

"I'll help you out after school tomorrow, if you go. Deal?"

Micky finally met Mike's gaze. "Okay...deal."