Byron stood staring at his usual circular lunch table the Monday after the almost beat down the previous weekend, and what he saw made him extremely uncomfortable. Today’s lunch was supposed to be like any other school day: Byron would stand in line and pick whatever edibles he could find, and, with a tray of food, he would stroll over to his table, unhindered by those around him and sit by himself and eat.
Today, however, fate decided to break the rules… Byron’s face turned into a grimace as he stared at his now occupied table. Sitting in its once vacant seats were Todd Muckleroy, Charisa Monroe, and Howie Nelson… talking… this was unprecedented!
They had their own friends to sit and eat with; couldn’t they bug them for today? And hopefully for the rest of the week?
Byron sat his tray down and stared at them until they finally looked up. All except Charisa; she stared down at her tray completely still.
“Hey, man,” said Howie, smiling, “Why don’t you take a seat?”