Frankie POV: I look at her for a moment. "Here," I give her a small wight box. "It's a gift."
She smiles. "What's this for?" She asks.
"I wanted to know if you were okay." I admit sheepishly.

Misery POV: "oh...I see." I hear the flat tone in my voice. "I'm fine." I say quickly, remembering earlier this morning. I had written "i am a worthless emo freak" on one of my worksheets and my math teacher saw...I shake my head not wanting to remember the rest of my day.
"Open it." Franke says. I open it cautiously. It's a neckless. It's a silver feather with the words "sometimes you get to fall before you fly" engraved into it hanging on a gold chain.
"I love it...thank you frankie. Well, I think you should be getting home now. My mum could be home any minute." I say and he nods.