"Do you have a girlfriend?" I see a pretty girl with red hair ask. "No I'm not looking for one,” I replied “I'm just trying to focus on my school work so I can get a scholarship.” “Nerd!” is what I heard one boy call out of nowhere. “Damian respect your classmates!” the teacher instructed, his face stern, “Heh, sure old man,” Damien retorted, not a trace of concern or falter in his voice. He sauntered over to me and shouted, “Hey Nerd!” his face molded into a smirk, “What you doing over here, studying? Lame.”

“Don’t call me a nerd…” my anger started to bubble within me.

“Oh? And what are you gonna do if I don’t? Bore me to death with your fancy equations?” his arrogance is getting on my nerves.

“Don’t go there with me bitch, because I’m not in the mood today!” I snapped back at him. The whole class fell silent, everyone’s eyes piercing into me, no one was saying a word, the teacher looked shocked, “Mr.Hunter, because you're new to this facility I won’t make you go to the principal's office just yet, but I will speak to you after class, are we clear?” “Yes sir,” I replied in a monotone as I walked back to my seat. “Okay class today were going to be getting into partners for our project on World War 2, and to make sure all the pairings are fair, I'm going to be assigning partners. So if you have a good academic score or have a score that needs improvement you will be paired up together,but if your in the middle you’ll get someone who is doing slightly better or slightly worse. Any questions?” no one said a word. “Ok then let’s get started...” After going through a long list of partner’s names we finally get to mine, “Hunter and Xander.”