yet?” I questioned.

“Apparently not.” Krystal muttered under her breath. “I’ll go check on him.” I assured and I swirled around towards Falcon’s room. When I reached his door, I tapped softly on it.

“Who is it?” He asked, annoyed and yet afraid.

“It’s just me, Fox.” I replied.

“Oh...okay...” I heard him walk up towards the door and open it. He was all ready, but didn’t bother coming out of his room.

“Come on! We’re going to be late for Katt’s party! And it was your invitation, after all.” I tried to convince. Falcon sighed. He seemed like he wanted to tell me something, but kept it to himself.

What was so important that had to do with Katt in the first place? Did she do something to him? Or did he do something to her? Why had Falcon’s attitude change once we reached Katt’s house? I wanted to ask all of these questions, but Falcon walked out of his room, so I followed him. Krystal and Dad were waiting for us at the ship’s front door.

“Fox, I’m going to be in the ship if you need anything from me. Okay?” Father told me. “Okay.” I replied.

“Now are we going to Katt’s house?” Krystal inquired.

“Now we’re going.”