The school day passed slowly. None of the teachers seemed to notice his altered behavior. Lunch came around and he sat in his car in the parking lot where he wouldn’t have to be bothered. A few of his friends asked what was wrong, Ritchie just shook his head and walked away. Katie must have said something to everyone because the next day, everyone was asking about it. But not to him of course. Ritchie didn’t even notice. He spent half the day in the counselor’s office anyway, being evaluated. And then they tried to persuade him to talk about it. Ritchie picked up his books and left. All the teachers were notified. By the third day, everyone was treating him differently. It seemed like everyone was on happy pills.