Jojo ran to the old observatory where he always went. Of course, he was going to get in trouble for skipping school, but it was all worth it. He was almost there, until he ran into a familiar face. He looked up to see Layla; a 14-year-old Who with neon green eyes and silver hair.
  “Oh, hey, Jojo!” Layla waved down at him.
  “Hi… uh… what are you doing out of school?” Jojo stalled time.
  “I was excused from school to put these flyers up around town.” Layla took one flyer out of her stack and handed it to him. He read it over in silence as Layla looked around, humming a tune.
  “A talent show?” Jojo scoffed.
  “Hey! What’s so bad about a talent show?!” Layla looked offended. “If you ask me, all the Whos of Whoville are talented.”
  “I’m not offending anyone…” Jojo looked at the flyer again. Layla is very eccentric sometimes. She dresses colorfully and she… well… she can’t sing.
  “I’m going to sing!” Layla took a deep breath to practice.
  “NO!” Jojo snapped. “I mean… you don’t want to waste your beautiful voice on ME, do you? Wait ‘till the talent show.”
  “But that’s in a week!” Layla whined. “I want to sing before that!”
  “Maybe you can dance.” Jojo suggested, shrugging. “See ya.” He walked past her, feeling more calm about talking to that girl he liked… he can talk to Layla, so why not other girls?
  “Bye, Jojo!” Layla waved at him.
  Jojo looked back and smirked at her.

  Jojo took deep breaths as he walked. He shouldn’t be so nervous. He ran into another friend along the way to the observatory. Ria Whoson; a silent, yet outgoing 15-year-old Who that has purple and black hair and fur. Her lavender eyes sometimes hypnotize Jojo. She loves music and likes to draw, which fascinates Jojo whenever he sees her art.
  “Jojo, hi.” Ria seemed surprised. “Why aren’t you in school?”
  “Why aren’t YOU in school?” Jojo folded his arms.
  “I was excused to hand these flyers out.” Ria handed him a flyer.
  “A talent show, right?” Jojo took the flyer.
  “Well… no.” Ria shrugged.
  Jojo looked at the flyer. It had different colors different, and it advertised for something more serious.
  “’Donate money to the children’s hospital on Main Street.’” Jojo read aloud. He looked up at her. “Aw, that’s sweet.”
  “It is. I have already donated about $200.” Ria smiled down at him.
  “How charitable.” Jojo’s eyes sparkled. “I have to go, see ya.” Jojo said, coming out of his daze. He walked past her
  “Bye.” Ria said, walking away.

  A talent show and a charity. What’s next, a concert?
  “Hi, Jojo!”  A voice yelled from behind Jojo. He looked behind him to find Kali; a very outspoken Who that loves pink and black. She’s 14 and has blue eyes and blonde hair. She loves to read and sing, and has a little crush on him.
  “Hey Kali.” Jojo sighed as he walked towards her.
  “Here.” Kali took a flyer and shoved it in his face.
  “What-?” Jojo read the flyer over. “A concert. Why am I not surprised?”
  “I know, it’s out on Main Street. One of my favorite bands is going to be there… ‘Who Am I?’” She squealed.
  “Really.” Jojo said in a soft voice, his eyes getting wider.
  “Uh-huh!” She nodded. “Well, I have to go hand these out. I’ll see you later!” Kali waved and skipped back into town.
  Jojo turned around and walked to the observatory, singing the whole way.

  Jojo paced back and forth in worry. What if someone finds out he skipped school? What if he’s going to blow his chances with this girl? What if he stutters if he talks to her? What if he needs to go to the bathroom?
  A knock on the observatory door stopped Jojo’s thinking. He slowly walked over to the door, wondering who it is.
  “Who- who is it?” Jojo finally managed to say, his small fist clinging to his chest, trying to stop his rapidly-beating heart.
  “It’s me!” A voice came from outside.
  Jojo breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the door to a 15-year-old Who named Kouji. She wants to be Jojo’s friend but he never really seems to care… or at least it SEEMS like he doesn’t care. She’s really optimistic and spunky.
  “What is it?” Jojo sighed, recovering from his fright.
  “Um… I just wanted to give you this.” Kouji handed him a tiny box with a pink bow on it.
  “…What is it?” Jojo stared at the box.
  “You’re suppost to open it.” She hinted.
  Jojo reluctantly opened the box and looked at her. Inside the box was a mood ring. It was shaped like a heart.
  “Um, thank you?” He said.
  “It’s not from me. Someone put this in my mailbox and a note said I have to give this to you. Suspicious, huh?” She smiled.
  “Yes. Very suspicious.” Jojo looked at the ring. “Why aren’t you in school?”
  “I have a cold.” She rubbed her nose. “But I had to give this ring to you today and I had nothing to do.” She shrugged. “Well, I have to go. It’s medicine time.” She stuck out her tongue and shuddered. “It’s gross.”
  “Like all medicines.” Jojo chuckled.
  “Yeah. Oh, speaking of medicine, are you going to donate any money to that hospital near Main Street?” She asked.
  “Maybe.” Jojo shrugged.
  “You should. The sick kids are so cute!” Her eyes sparkled. “Well, see you later.” She waved and jogged back into town.
  Jojo looked at the ring in awe. He took the ring out of the case and put it on his left ring finger. He stared in awe as the ring changed to a brownish color. There was a tiny card at the bottom of the case that told him what the colors meant.
  “Brown means… confusion.” Jojo muttered. He shrugged and went back inside the old observatory. Jojo sure was confused, with this girl problem. He feels like he’s being pressured by someone, but he’s not. Being a boy can be very… confusing.