"What's that?" Ryan asked as Collin pulled a notebook from his backpack.

Collin slid into the seat across from Cameron, Ryan following close behind.

"My book of speeches."

"Huh?" Ryan asked, unable to hear in the noisy bus.

"My spook of beaches."

"Spook of beaches?" Cameron asked.

"Oops... I mean book of speeches."

"He has a brook full of sneeches?" Jimmy asked from next to Cameron. "What's a sneech?"

"No, no - speeches," Cameron clarified.

"No, I have no peaches. Why do you ask?" Ryan asked.

"No, I was telling him that Collin said 'speeches'," Cam told his brother.

Collin shook his head, "No, I just write 'em."

"No, Jimmy thought you had sneeches," Cameron replied.

Ryan shook his head, "He's not sick, I promise."

Cameron sighed. "Nevermind, Ry."

 "Why shouldn't he mine?" Jimmy asked.

"Mine?" Collin asked.

"Yes, it's yours. I've never had a notebook with Spongebob on it," Ryan supplied.

 The bus stopped and the three boys disembarked to begin their walk to Henry's house.

"Now I want peaches; do you think Grandpa has any?" Collin asked.

Cameron sighed. Why do I even try?