Andrew had just gotten off the bus. It is offically summer break for him. He had loosened the collar of his shirt and undone the buttons to his coat. There had been a meeting earlier in the day because there had been some questions about what to do with him next year.

The school wants to have him in faster classes. He supposes he is okay with that just so long as they don't try to force the issue when it comes to talking. He doesn't care for being really chatty.

"Bernie!" He had expected to meet his dog on the way up the drive way. He blinks when it is no longer very sunny or in the low eighties. He blinks even more at the strange outfits people are in.

He frowns and sets his book bag down at a mostly empty table then tries to get an adult's attention. "Excuse me? I... I really don't think I'm supposed to be here. This isn't my Aunt's house."

This is very upsetting right now. He wants his dog.