Nowhere

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This is a four-part series about a boy and two friends. Look at the forests,  not the trees.  01:17, January 17, 2010 (UTC)

Story
He felt cold.

And as he pulled the soft fabric closer, he became colder.

Rusty's eyes blinked open to find himself in his room, like always. His striped breadspread was on the floor, and only his sheets were covering him. He wasn't surprised; it happened every night.

He sat up and ruffled his hair, the messy look made him feel better, really.

He saw something that made him blink. He swiftly stood and crossed the room to get a better look.

Yes, it was snowing. He grinned. No school today!

He picked up the phone and dialed Mason's number.

His friend picked up. "Yeah, I'll come over."

"I didn't even ask, Mase!" Rusty laughed. "But I was about to ask."

"Did you invite E?"

"Not yet. I'm calling him when we hang up." There was an awkward pause, then he continued. "I found something last night. I was hoping you'd know what it was."

"I'll look at it after the snowball fight."

"Who said we were throwing snowballs at each other?"

"I did. Now, call E." And with that, Mason hung up.

Rusty sighed and dialed Ethan's number.

Ethan "E" Hoberman picked up. "It's not even 9:00 yet," he groaned. "Can't you let a guy sleep?"

Rusty laughed. "Come over when you'd like."

"At your will, Master." Ethan hung up.

Rusty returned the phone to its charging station, laughing. "E tries too hard," he murmured as he looked for a shirt to wear.

More coming soon!