Today started out as any other. Get up, get dressed, of course its an hour until the bus comes, I go on BZP for a bit, leave the computer on, run for the bus stop and figure out that its either late or I just got there by the second before it left. Normal, right?

Well, get to school. Gotta take the Gym Exam which wil be all about the sports we've learned and not one boy bother glancing at the Review Sheet the coach offered us. We're all set anyways because we saw the Pats vs. Chargers game, so no worries.

I sit down on the bench next to my friend Shawn. Should've known this kid since Elementary, but we never were in the same class so whatever, we're friend now...

More students come, more friends, talk and talk... blah blah blah, crack a few chuckles with dry humor...

My old friend Carlos comes around. I've known Carlos for God knows how long. We were good friends in Elementary, and I actually got to meet up with him again tank to his girlfriend in my badly-placed Spanish class. Funny how it worked out...

Back on topic. He starts talking about his history with me, and then he gets to the grantest memory. A memory so blurred by how unimportant it was to me. I barely remember anything in elementary because I started realizing life in the 6th grade.

He tells me this story, and bits and pieces start coming back to me.

There was this blonde kid in my class named Danny. Not a lot of friends because he talke a lot of smack, but he was friends with the most popular one, Andrew. At this camp place at a field trip, called Horizons for Youth, we get into... a fight?

The question mark is there because I did all the fighting.

My friend Jonathan Clark (funny how I was friends with the Class Explosive) tells me he's gonna beat Danny up as soon as I finish with him. In my mind, I never liked Danny, but I had nothing against him. I thought of only four words back then.

'I'm good, he's bad.'

So what do I do?

In this pillow fight, swings his pillow at me and it hurt because it scratched my face. All I needed was a little motivation and I grabbed him and started punching him in the back. His friend Andrew broke us up once he steps out of the shower still with a towel around him.

Soon as he goes back in to do whatever, Danny walks up to me and tries to start a fight. From bits and pieces of my memory and what Carlos told me, I picked him up and dropped him back first on my knee.

I walked away, and Jonathan Clark apparently started punching the holy heck out of him. Heard that he had to leave Horizons the next day due to back problems (whoa boy), but I don't remember AT ALL getting sespended or so much a slap on the wrist. Nothing.

I remember in the Market during the 7th grade, I saw him. I thought about apologizing to him, but decided not to for some reason. Carlos tells me things haven't changed. Danny talks more smack then ever, and his cousin that I guess recently popped up. Andrew moved somewhere.

I'm just glad that I've moved away. Went to a peaceful town where words are your bullets and your mouth is a gun. Softened me up physically, but build me up emotionally.

Here's to peace... *Lifts up Pepsi for a toast*