From the diary of Patrick McCoy (Crisp): My best friend is Mickey Orchard. He writes stories. He already finished a couple books that are over a hundred pages long. But he won't let anyone read them. He's in 10th grade. He gets picked on a lot just like me. Probably because he doesn't change his clothes very much and he never combs his hair. One time they threw a football at him and broke his glasses. He just put a piece of masking tape on it.