Jon hesitated before opening the door. But once it was opened, he saw that it was just his mom. "Oh, hi Mom."
"Jon, you actually said something nice."
"Huh?"
"Well, nicer than usual. Most of the time you don't even want to talk to me. You're usually up in your room." She walked in and put her stuff down next the couch and sat down. "Why are you down here, anyway?"
"I ... I'm just waiting for my friends."
"Oh," his mom said. She got up off the couch and took her stuff in the kitchen.
"Mom, where are you going?"
His mom gave him a strange look. "You know your friends don't like me around." Then she disappeared into the kitchen.
What kind of friends do I have? Jon thought to himself.
