Chapter Three: Frank

          It’s the first Monday, and all I can think about was the summer. “Frank!” Gerard yelled from across the room, “where the f**k where you? Ok, I know you where home when Comic Con happened?”

          “Busy, I was busy,” I said looking down. This was true, I was roaming around the cemeteries again, something that really only Amaya could understand.

          “Busy my a*s, so what really was it?”

          “Nothing,” I said naturally while sighing, “It’s the first day of school and I’m exhausted, G, we'll talk later.”

          “Yeah whatever, see ya later, man” he waved goodbye and went headed for his first class. Finally I was at peace.

          A new year, a new start, and a new story to hear, this was only the beginning of this long week.