I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.

I don't know how much longer I can keep going without a friend. I used to be able to do it very easily, but that was before I knew what having a friend was like.

And later that night to be with my family at dinnertime and have things just be like they always were. That was the amazing part. Things just keep going. We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough.

Do you think if people knew how crazy you really were, no one would ever talk to you?

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

As we all know, when you're an athlete things are a little bit easier for you. It didn't mean that what was going on inside my heart wasn't a bit of a thunderstorm, but outwardly I got along ok. I was really shy in seventh grade.

Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.