*Unfinished*

Johnny awoke from his slumber as he did every morning, with a slow roll of the bed and a thump onto the floor. "I'm up.." He muttered to no one. He picked himself up off the floor and yawned. Unaware that today was going to be different in a very surprising way.

As he made his way to the breakfast table, his mother poured him a bowl of cereal. "Here's that new cereal I bought! It's all the rage these days." She said cheerfully. He thanked her and sat down.

Though, something wasn't right. He shrugged off the queer feeling and delved into the bowl of cereal. He crunched, chewed, swallowed, and slumped in his chair.

Unconcious.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Ugh.. Time for school.." He moaned. Rolling out of bed and onto the floor. The sudden jolt would have awoken him from his drowsy state of mind had he not been a fourteen year-old boy. Nothing significant about his age, except today was his birthday.

"I've made eggs and sausage for you!" His mother said cheerfully as she hugged him. She held him at arms length, and gave him one of those "Pouty-yet-motherly-awkward-you're-growing-too-fast" looks. As she studied him, he studied her. Being somewhat of a vegetarian, his mother had a slim figure, as well as decent muscles from being active. Her red hair combined with her various dimples made her look almost like a thirty-two yearold teenager. "You're growing too fast! Last I remember, you were knee-high!" She said teasingly. He rolled his eyes and smiled, enjoying and loathing the motherly attention he was receiving. "Well, eat up Lou. School is in thirty!" She said as she let go and left for her room. He rolled his eyes again at his nickname. "Lou" was short for "Louis". And he much preferred Loius to Lou, ever since he read about british bathrooms being called the "Lou".

Louis sat down to eat his breakfast when the phone rang. "I got it Mom!" He hollered as he leapt up for the phone.
*Click*
"Hello?" He answered.
He listened for a moment, and thought he heard a sigh, then a sniff. And then..

*Click*

"Who was that, dear?" His mother asked as he set the phone down. "Wrong number, I think. Nobody said anything.." He answered. "Well, okay then. Hurry up and finish getting ready for school! I'll not have you be late today!"