I'd KILL for you

physics with james.

The bell rang, I ran to my physics class and sat in my spot next to James, he is nice I mean he is as good as it gets for partners in classes, he is an honors student but was friends with the jocks it was weird since he does not act like you would think based on the movies. He has almond brown hair, leaf green eyes and was quite built but not like overly built that he is the guy in the shows that thinks he is all that. He is nice, not a dick. Him being smart is a bonus means I do not have to carry the team. The only problem is that he spends time together with the jackasses outside of school. But it is not like I care I have better things to do with my time. The late bell rang. Izzy was late. Odd. She has never been late in her life; the teacher started her boring lecture about something with a lab that's due tomorrow. I felt eyes on me; I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. James tapped my shoulder. I turned to him. "What?" he looked at me. "Can we work at your house? On the project?" I was confused for a second. I furrowed my eyebrows, "why can't we work at your house?" my tone came off more accusing than I meant it to be. He fumbled his words, "I-I mean I guess my house works," he looked scared, fidgety. I eyed him up and down, reading his body language. "No, my house sounds fine" I flashed a plastic smile to him, hoping he would not see how fake I was being.