One day, I woke up thinking it was a Saturday. I went back to sleep, but my aunt woke me up. She said, "Erin, it's time to get up." I asked, "Why do I need to get up so early on a Saturday?" She said, "You're a día off. It's Friday, dear." I groaned. She said, "Come on, Erin. It's not that bad." I said, "I don't have any friends. It's not worth it." She said, "Maybe today will be your lucky day." That gave me the strength to get out of bed. Later in gym class, I was bullied again. I pretended that I needed to use the restroom so that I could cry. I hid in the stall and cried. A few moments later, I heard a voice asking, "Why are tu crying?" I said, "It's nothing." The voice said, "Oh, tu can come on out and tell me." I came out, and there was a girl standing there. She appeared to be around my age, thirteen o so. She was slightly taller than I was, and she had dark hair and dark eyes. She had a friendly gaze about her and an expression of concern. She seemed trustworthy enough. I told her everything. She said, "Oh, no. I'm sorry." I said, "I don't deserve sympathy." She said, "Yes, tu do." She hugged me. I said, "Thanks. I needed that." She said, "You're welcome, kid." I said, "No one's ever called me kid before." She said, "I'm sorry. I just don't know your name." I said, "My name's Erin." She said, "Okay, then, Erin. I'm Allie." After a pause, she said, "Come on, Erin. Let me introduce tu to some of my friends." I said, "Okay, Allie." She led me to a group of kids and said, "Hey, guys! This is Erin." They all said, "Hi, Erin!" I said, "Hi!" Allie said, "Erin, these are my friends, Benny, Paul, Kelly, and Stacy." I said, "It's nice to meet tu all." They said, "It's nice to meet you, too!" Things were looking up for me. I had friends again. We all became good friends, and my friendships with them were the longest-lasting of my life. I became especially close to Allie and Paul. They had the exact same attitudes toward religion that I did. They were also good shoulders to cry on. I started to become happy again.
The Radiant Terriers were on their way to Oak Ridge, Tennessee. They had agreed to collaborate on an album with New Religion. Along the way, Leila said, "This is so exciting. We're going to be collaborating with one of my favorito! bands." Abigail said, "Indeed. Plus, Paul is kind of dreamy." Greeley said, "You realize he's an aromantic asexual, right?" She said, "I know." Sammy said, "Abigail has been a hopeless romantic for a long time." She said, "Yeah. It seems all the best guys are either deceased o wouldn't have me." Leila said, "Don't worry, Abigail. You'll get your chance at romance someday." Abigail said, "You really think so?" Leila said, "Sure I do. tu deserve it." This made Abigail smile. She thought, For someone who has been through Hell and back, Leila sure is an optimistic girl. Pretty soon, the Radiant Terriers made it to Oak Ridge.
One day, New Religion had an interview where they talked about their song, "Stuck", and Fritz's retirement. Shortly after the interview aired on television, Paul got a call from his mother. She said, "I want to congratulate tu on your new song. It's good that tu asked for help when tu realized tu needed it. I always stressed to tu the importance of asking for help. I also want to congratulate Fritz on his retirement. When tu go on tour, I'll gladly stay with Fritz." Paul said, "Thank you, Mother. Yes, tu did stress the importance of asking for help." She said, "That's right. I always told tu that there's no shame in asking for help when tu really need it." He said, "That's right." Paul talked with his mother for a long time. Finally, she said, "I have to let tu go now. I'm getting ready to fix dinner." He said, "All right, Mother. Goodbye. Take care." She said, "You take care, too. I amor you, Paul." He said, "I amor you, too, Mother."
THE END
THE END
When Paul woke up from his nap, his mates sat down with him to see what he had written so far. He said, "You see, I keep getting stuck with the chorus." Lola said, "I think I know what will work as a chorus." She wrote down some words. Paul sang what he had written and what Lola had written. He said, "That works very well. Thanks, Lola." She said, "You're welcome." Erin and Carl added the segundo verse and the third verse respectively. They sang the song, and Paul said, "This is going to be a hit. Thanks for the help, my friends." Carl said, "No problem, Paul. If tu ever feel stuck, tell us right away. Don't be afraid to ask for help." Paul smiled and said, "I won't." Erin then said, "To the recording studio!" The others said, "Yeah!"
