Alex looked at Fiona, confused. She didn't know why Fiona seemed so nervous, she was rambling again. Alex shook her head saying, "No it's OK, I just forgot I had it. Really?" she asked, unsure why anyone wouldn't want to go over to Fiona's house. Fiona was wonderful, smart and clever.<br/><br/>"Of course I want to come over, silly," said Alex, shoving Fiona playfully and gently as they walked down the hall together. "I can't wait to see your house. Did you know that you can tell a lot about a person just by looking at their bedroom? I learned that in my psychology class. It's such a shame that it's not a year long class, I love it so much."<br/><br/>Answering Fiona she replied with, "Yeah. I need to grab my backpack. I already put my homework and books inside. Oh and I need to text my parents," Alex gushed. She didn't know why she was talking so much. She guessed that she just felt really comfortable with Fiona, like she had known her forever. Grabbing her bookbag, they walked out of the school together. Alex wasn't sure what to expect, but texted to tell her family where she was going. She got a text back saying that it was OK and they were off, talking as they walked to Fiona's.