The Frendzation Program

The Art Of Judging

I was sitting on the couch in the lounge with my books scattered around me. I would have done my remaining homework in my room but I decided on waiting in the lounge so I could open the door for Johnny immediately he came back. He was still not home and I was getting worried, I understand that he had after school activities but he was coming home later than usual these past few days.

I have my pencil in my hand, my calculater in the other and the math equation seems to be very easy, but I just seat there doing nothing and find myself drifting off to thinking about the frendzation meeting today.

In all honesty, the game we played today was -- fun. Even the 'crazy' answers I gave added onto the fun we all had, it is like Fredirico and I or Mr popular and a nerdy girl like me were actually getting along. And yeah, I did get to know some things about Fredirico, I got to know the kind of music he likes, his sports icons and that he hates romantic movies in all its forms.

But then I just had to ruin that good vibe. I just had to offer to do his homework as his wish. I made him see me as a bad person, a judgemental person and I felt really bad about that.

And now that I think about it; maybe I was being judgemental. Maybe I offered to do his homework because I thought he was one of those jock guys who did not care about anything but their sports and popularity. And maybe I was also being judgemental when I thought that he did not have any problems/reasons for joining the frendzation program, judging from how free he is.

I was being judgemental and that was not good, I felt horrible about that. I would like to apologize but he even made it clear that he was not the touchy feely type, and he did not seem angry when he left this house so apologizing to him would probably make him laugh at me and it would just be embarrassing for me. So maybe it is better I just I forget about no matter how guilty I feel.

In stood up from the couch to get some juice from the fridge, as I was standing a small piece of paper fell from my pocket. I bent down to pick it up, opened it and saw that it had a phone number written on it.

Oh! It was the piece of paper Fredirico wrote his number on.

I took my phone, typed in his number and saved it. It is not like I am going to contact him just like I am sure he is not going to contact me because we are not friends, he may have forgotten about the paper. The only reason I saved his number was because of 'emergency purposes' like Belle said.

Just has I was done saving the number I heard a knock coming from the door.

Johnny was finally here!

I raced to the door and opened it to see my mom and brother. "Hi mom, hi Johnny."I said as I bent down and embraced Johnny in a tight hug. I missed seeing his small annoying face around.

" Can't -- breath. " Johnny said in difficulty, I realized that I was probably squeezing his lungs so I immediately moved away from him.

" Oh sorry" I said with a chuckle before moving up to hug my mom.

"HI darling. How are you?"my mom said as she hugged me back.

I moved away from her." I was worried, where have you guys been?"

" Johnny's school bus has been having a problem for the past few days now, so everytime going to school or coming from school the bus stops like 2 to 3 times before reaching it's destination. Today when they coming from school the bus totally stopped and refused to move so the driver called parents to come pick their children up."

" Oh. I even tried calling the bus driver but he didn't pick." I said.

Johnnny was now seated on the couch holding the remote and scrolling through the channels.