“Hey wana play basketball with us?” my friends asked.

“No thanks, I’m gona go hang with Lucas.” I answered.

“Alright. You two lovers behave yourselves now,” They shouted,”OK.”

“Whatever,” I said rolling my eyes.

“Hey how’s it going? I asked as I approached him.

“Fine … I guess.” He said in a quiet voice as he made a basket.

“Wow, how did you get so good at that. I suck at basketball.”

“Its not that hard,” he said giving a little laugh.

“What, I’m serious. I’m truly horrible.”

“Come on you can’t be that bad. Here,” He said passing the ball to me,” try and make a shot.”

Ok,” I said, “but I not even going to make it close.”

“Alright lets see. Give it your best shot.”

“OK,” I said,” here it goes.”

I threw the ball and completely missed it.

“Wow you really are pretty bad.”He said in amazement.

“Told you so.” I said in a teasing tone of voice.

“Here let me help you.” He said in a peaceful voice.

I missed the peaceful him.