~Oliver's POV~

I didn't go to school today. I had faked it off by telling my mother that I wasn't feeling well, to which she said, "Ah! Really?! Well, you'd better get right to bed!" And I did. I wasn't actually sick. I just didn't want to see Len.

I know how it sounds, and I just wanna say, I don't hate Len. I just didn't want it to be awkward with us again.

I grabbed the banana plush that Len had played with yesterday and brought it with me to bed. It helped that the scent of Len was on it. It smelled like a real banana too.

I drifted off easily to the smell of Len and bananas, and ended up waking up sometime around noon. I'm a kid, so I sleep easily.

I wandered around the house with my banana plush until I found my mom. She was in our living room reading a magazine.

"Ah!" She gasped and looked up from her magazine when she noticed me. "Oliver! What are you doing up?" She gave me a worried look and ran over to me.

"Mom, I'm fine...." I whined softly, struggling in my mother's grip. She was firm and insisted on dragging me back to my room, which she did.

I sat in my room for almost the entire day. My mother seemed nice to guests, but she was strict with me. It may sound bad, but she's just a normal mother. She doesn't abuse me or anything, so don't get me wrong there. I'm just saying that what she says, goes.

Even though I'm only in Kindergarten, I'm smarter than the average five-year old. I'm already reading one of my favorite book series, Harry Potter. It's a great series. You should read it sometime.

I don't often get time alone, but this was too much alone time. Sure, it felt like I was sick, but that didn't mean that my mother had to leave me alone all day. In fact, I think she shouldn't do that at all!

When I got really bored, I would play with the toys that I got for my birthday last year (since my birthday hadn't come up yet), or I would lie in bed thinking about Len. Sure, I had said that I hadn't want to see him, but now my own thoughts were contradicting themselves. I'm all messed up over a sloppy, clumsy six-year old....

The day passed slowly, but soon enough it was over, and I had to go back to school again. Today, my mother wouldn't let me stay home.

I had decided to make Len some banana nut muffins in an apology, which were his favorite. I had memorized all of this, yes. N-no.... It's not important.... A-anyway...!

Len was unusually silent today. He didn't sit next to me like he normally did, and he had a long look on his face.

"Um, Len...?" I asked, concerned. He shot me a glare, causing me to flinch. What could've put him in such a mood...?

Oh, it was probably me.... Realization struck, and I hung my head in apology as I placed the small lunchbox of muffins next to him before moving back over to my own seat. Apparently, he had gotten Miki to switch spots with him.

I didn't dislike Miki, but I didn't like her either. She was just too talkative. Every minute she would go on and on about something stupid like how a fly with no wings should be called a 'walk' or something dumb like that. Honestly, I find her very annoying. But I'd never say anything like that to her.

"Hey Ollie!" I cringed at that nickname. Only Len was allowed to call me that. "What'cha doin'? Wanna color with me? Hey! How about we go play dress-up? That's fun! C'mon!" Before I even had a chance to protest, Miki dragged me along with her over to the rack of clothing that they had out for us.

"Um," I started, but Miki cut me off.

"How about we put you...in this!" Miki grinned mischievously as she held up a medium sized white dress with frills on the bottom. I shook my head.

"Miki, you know I'm a boy, right...?" I was unsure if she actually knew that. Honestly, this girl practically doesn't pay attention to anything. Her long red hair bobbed as she nodded.

"Of course I do! But you have such a girly body! It'll look cute!" Once again, I couldn't protest before she had the dress on me over my own clothing.

"Miki, it's uncomfortable," I complained, tugging at the dress to try to at least get it comfortable. I knew that taking it off would just force her to put on a different one.

"Ollie, go show Len!" I flinched.

"Wha...?" I turned to look at her in absolute confusion.

"Go show Len! He's your bestest best friend, right?" Miki smiled innocently, and I turned my head down in guilt. He...was. But I'm not sure if he even wants to be friends anymore....

Giving in to Miki's shrill pleas, I walked uncomfortably over to Len, who was munching on one of the banana nut muffins I gave him. That gave me some hope at least.

"Uh, Len...?" I asked quietly. He looked up at me. Shoot. "I...um.... I wanna k-know what you think of me in t-this dress...."

I didn't notice, but Len's face shot a dark red color, and he averted his eyes.

"I...uh...." I noticed that Len was struggling for words as well, however. "You...um.... Y-you look good...."

I blushed. What's this uncomfortable feeling in my chest? Was I actually sick this time? Oh no, now I'll have to take those disgusting medical drinks.... Shoot.

I quickly walked back over to Miki, who was practically screeching. I didn't understand why however.

"Ah, Ollie! You're adorable!" She shouted, wrapping her arms around me and squeezing me tightly to her chest. Yikes, this hurts...!

"M...Mi-Miki...." I managed out. "I...I c-can't breathe...." I coughed, which definitely didn't help my situation.

"Ah!" Miki quickly pulled away, smiling apologetically. "Sorry," she said, giggling softly.

I sighed. "It's fine."

The rest of the day was pretty boring and annoying without Len. He ignored me the whole time, and at recess he wouldn't even help me hide from Yuuma when we were playing hide and seek.

I wonder why he hates me so much now...? I don't want him to hate me....

Tears subconsciously streamed down my cheek. "Wha—no...." I mumbled, quickly wiping them away.

It was already the end of the day, and I'd kept myself composed up until now. I can't fail. Not now.

I frantically wiped at the tears. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they stopped. But my chest hurt and my eyes were all red.

I...I'm staying home tomorrow....