I sit in my Spanish class, bored out of my mind. Absolutely no one talks to me, none of my football friends are in this class, and neither is Zach. So I spend the whole class thinking about how I maybe actually have a real friend for once, maybe. I mean I’ve only known him one clad period. But he has probably spoken more words that any guy on the football team has to me. When Miss Garcia goes to pull up a slideshow, I pull my phone out and text him. 

Hey, it’s me, Harry. Any ideas on what time you want to work on the poster tonight? 

I hit send and put my phone quickly away. I feel  a vibration a couple seconds later. 

I’m free around 5 and my address is 10474 S Janson Street. Its the only brick house on the block. 

I send a quick thumbs up, then put my phone away. Miss Garcia gives me a suspicious look, but doesn’t say anything. She keeps on talking about how we must learn 1-50 in Spanish and the alphabet by the end of the quarter. I suck at Spanish, so I am going to really have to memorize stuff quickly. Class finally ends, and I grab all my stuff and head to my locker to put my Math book away. I see Zach and his two friends at a locker, who I assume is Zach’s, further down the hall. Zach is laughing, and I can’t help but smile. I turn away before anyone can see and reach in my locker for my Science book. I shut my locker and I see Jackson Stone, the quarter back, leaning against the locker next to mine. “What’s up, Hayden.” He says, “It’s Harry,” I sigh, after doing all his work for the last few year, shouldn’t he the least know my name. “Right, Harry. I was wondering if you would write my English essay. It’s 6 pages about me, and you know all about me right?” He flashes me is supposedly famous grin, and I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes. “Sorry, I’m busy. I won’t have time.” Oh, I have plenty of time, but this year I am not putting up with any of them and there homework. “C’mon Hayden, I really need a good grade to start off the year and I don’t have time with practice and everything.” “Again, it’s Harry. And I have practice too dipshit, your not the only one on the team.” I snap, and start to walk away. I feel a tap on my should and spin around excepting to see Harry. “Fuck off,” and then I see Zach. My face goes completely red, “Oh my God, Im so sorry Zach. That was meant for Jackson. He was wanting me to do his homework and I-,” Zach starts laughing. “Harry, Harry. It’s okay. I saw you talking to him. I came over here to see if your okay…” I smile, “Oh yeah, I’m great. What class do you have next?” “Science with Miss. Brecken.” “Hey, me too,” I say just as the tardy bell rings, “Shit, it’s the second bell, we’re going to be late.” I look around to see about two people left in the halls, how did I not notice that? We start running down the hallway, and burst into the classroom. “Your both late boys, but it’s the first day of school, you two probably were just tying to find my class.” She raises her eyebrows, as if expecting an answer. “Yep,” Zach answers quickly and I nod my head. “Well you two take those two seats in the back corner, and start working on the get to know me paper. We walk back to the desk, “Ha, maybe being late pays off.” I say setting my stuff down. “Yeah.” Zach says setting his things on the desk left of mine. I pick up the paper, “Why do we have to do these, I mean, we do them every year.” “I know, it’s always the same questions,” Zach says, beginning to fill it out, and so do I. After I’m done, I drop it in the box, then shortly after me Zach puts his in the box. It’s clear Miss. Brecken has nothing else planned because she is sitting at her desk on her phone, completely oblivious to everything. “Want to start working on that poster thing for Math?” Zach asks. “Sure,” I say, “Okay, it’s in my locker. I’ll go get it.” He stands up and walks over to Miss. Brecken, asks her to leave, then he walks out. I think this year is going to be a good one, especially now with Zach.