Koda stalked towards his house, nearly empty backpack slung over his shoulder. He skipped the morning classes and slept outside instead because he forgot his history book. He didn't really care. He flung the front door open and tossed his bag into a chair.

"Hey mom! I'm home!!" He shouted, then headed to the kitchen and straight into the fridge. His mom appeared in the kitchen with a frown just as he emerged from the fridge, laden with food. She tapped her foot and he wondered what it was that got her so angry. It wasn't like she knew he was skipping.

"Koda! Remember, you start your private lesson this afternoon! If you scare this tutor away like the last one, I'm going to stop cooking for you!" She spun on her heel and walked away without waiting for a reply from him. Probably best since he would surely not have a kind word to say to that.