The Octopus Craze, as it had been christened, had died down and Harvey was pleased as punch. He didn't want his brother, sister and friends zombified because of an Octopus. At first, both he and Ingrid reckoned that the Headmaster had been the biggest foe, but to find out that the man was behind a scheme that involved a dancing Octopus, frightened them to their core.
But it was all over, and Harvey was currently strolling through the park, his hair slicked into wet spikes. His swimming bag thumped against his back, hands shoved deep into his pockets. It was a beautiful day and he was going to enjoy the warm weather, without having to worry about any dancing Octopuses or evil scheming Headmasters.
The path led him to a set of benches, all which were empty save for one.
The person seated at the bench was all too familiar and Harvey stopped dead, heart racing and breath panting, as Jeff Morgan stared straight at him, lips twitching into a smirk.
"Long time no see, Wheezy."
Harvey shuddered at the reminder of the nick-name. "W-W-What do you w-want?"
"Well, well," His lips curved down into a frown. "That's no way to greet an old friend. Where are your manners?"
"Old friend?" Harvey stared at him in disbelief. "You bullied me! For y-years on end!" He sat down opposite Jeff, slamming his hands down onto the wood. "You had no remorse back then and you clearly haven't gained any since!"
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Shut up with your whining. Why do you think I've had remorse now? It's been years. Get over it."
"I-It has not been y-years." He trembled with the effort of pushing away surfacing memories. "It's been n-nine months. You s-still haunt me to this day."
"Oh, do I?" Jeff lunged forwards, grabbing Harvey's shirt and pulling him close. "I barely did anything to you." He sneered. "In fact, I could have been so much worse to you. You're lucky I was so forgiving."
"F-Forgiving? You tormented me! You-"
Harvey was shoved backwards, falling onto the ground painfully.
"That time in our lives has passed. Get on with your life, and I'll get on with mine."
He watched Jeff walk off, pondering the calm manner in which he had spoken and was left wondering whether the older boy had been affected by the Octopus and if he would ever see Jeff again.