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wants me to be happy. Now, I have a surprise for you. I went and spoke with the head photographer on the school paper. He told me that he couldn't make the tournament, so he said I could take pictures. I even have my own camera.”
                  “You going to get some pictures of me?”
                  “If you want....,” Scott said with a grin.
                  He planned to enjoy the weekend. “Sunday I'll go over the pictures on my computer at home.  If you want to look at them you can come over.”
                  “Sunday is church, but my dad might let me come over after lunch.”
                  “You could always eat lunch with mom and I.”
                  “Dad doesn't let me go out before lunch is over on Sunday. He expects me to be home with him and mom.”
                  “Wow. I don't know what to say about that.”
                  “Yes, I know. I can't sneak out either. He would get mad.”
                  His new friend's words reminded him of more than a few years ago and someone that had hurt him. That had been physical pain, which he had started to move on from finally. It still made his heart hurt to think about those days.
                  “Then ask to come over after lunch. You have my number. He can call and talk with my mom to make sure it is okay with her.”
                  Chris was careful what he ate during lunch. He needed enough strength to take down the boy he would wrestle in about 90 minutes, but not so much food that he would wind up in a heaver weight class. It was a fine line that wrestlers walked. He was good with keeping fat off of himself, and just have muscles that gave him his mass. A wrestler with muscles could defeat his opponent easier than one with just fat.
                  “With our math work being due Monday, I was wondering if it would be okay to come over tonight to work on it.”
                  “You don't have competition tonight?”
                  “We are finished at 3:30 today. If I make it through today, I'll be in the semi-finals and maybe finals tomorrow.”
                  “You'll do great.”
                  Scott would be his friends biggest cheerleader. If he wasn't taking pictures for the school paper, he would be cheering louder than the rest. Taking pictures meant he had to be quiet or the camera would shake. He wasn't going to anything to mess up these pictures.
                  After the classes were dismissed for the day, Scott went to his locker and got his digital camera, that was in a special bag. The locker had one of the latest locks on it, so that no one would get in unless they had the four letter code.
                  It was the month and day of Chris' birthday.
                  He had to wait about fifteen minutes before people were allowed into the Gym. When he walked into it, he looked around for a place to sit in the stands. A woman in her late 30s smiled at him and waved him over. It was Chris' mother.
     
                  “Hi Mrs. Myers. Is your husband here?” Scott asked her.
                  “He couldn't make it. He's got business at the church.”
                  This surprised Scott. The way Chris sounded when they talked, his father never missed a match.
                  “Chris will tell you tonight I'm sure, but he and I have a math assignment for Monday. I was wondering if he could come over tonight. I know his father doesn't like him staying overnight on Saturday nights.”
                  “This weekend is a little different. Chris doesn't know it, but I was hoping he could spend the weekend with his new friend. I know you two seem to be getting along well.”
                  “Won't his father be