I show up to math, holding all my books, neither of my friends are in this class, so I’m not looking forward to it. “This is your seating arrangement for the year, no exceptions.” Ms Mason says. She says off a few names before I hear mine. “Zach Prentiss and Harry Markenson, you two will be siting at the far back desk to the right. You Zach on the right, and you Harry on the left.” From what I have hear about Harry is, he is the kicker on the football team. That’s it. I’ve seen him at lunch a few times. I look around to see if Harry is even here, when I spot him, he’s already looking at me. I look away and start walking to my desk. I sit down, and a few seconds later Harry sits down. “Hi, I’m Harry,” he says, offering his hand for me to shake it. I do, “Zach.” We turn back to the front as Ms Mason starts speaking. “Welcome to your first day of Junior year. As you guys know, life cuts you no slack, so you get no slack in the class. You all have a project due next Monday. It’s all about you, what you like, what you do for fun, what sports you play, any after school activity’s, you name it. Whatever you are about. I expect a poster, you can work by yourself or with a partner, no more than 2. If you are working in a group, I want both your names on it, and things from each one of you. Now go on and pick your partners and get started.” I was planning to work by myself right up until I saw Harry look over towards some of the football players, and they already had picked partners and didn’t even bother to consider him, or even look over at him. “You can work with me. If you’d like. Or not. I mean, you dont have to. If you don’t want to,” Nice, real smooth. I feel my face heat up. “Okay, thank you.” Wow, he said yes? I was expecting a automatic no. Maybe he was nicer than his friends.