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"Hey" he greeted "Hi" I responded "Hey Alaska, I gotta run, I'll catch up with you later okay" Jenna rushed. I nodded and smiled at her.

"So right now's break..." Lucas said excited. "How long is it" I lightened up. "It's about..." he stopped to check the time on his phone "half an hour" he flashed a smile at me. "I have to go pick up my gym clothes at the locker room, care to come with?" He invited. I was about to say no, but I didn't know where else to go so I followed along.

We came to the boys locker room. He went in as I waited outside. "Well come in!" He said laughing peeking around the corner of the wall. "What!? No that's the guys locker room! For all I know, I could be scarred for life from the things I see in there" I refused uncomfortably laughing. "I know you want to" he sang "I really don't" I sang back. He laughed and looked down back up at me. "God we're gonna be good friends" He said. I smiled not knowing what to say. He stared at me smiling. I started nodding with a light smile on my face "gee, that look..." I said to him "Is charming?" He said expecting me to say yes "No, it's creepy as hell, now go get your clothes and lets goooo" I said laughing in desperation. He laughed and disappeared behind the wall. 

I waited on the other side of the wall with my back against the wall tinkering my phone. "Hey!" I looked up to see Jenna smiling and me. "Hi!" I said excited to talk to someone. "What are you doing here? All alone" she frowned. "Waiting for Lucas to get his clothes" I sighed. 

Lucas popped his head around the corner again "Hey, the guys tell me I have to go to a urgent football (as in soccer) practice now!" He said unsure what to do. Jenna lit up "I can stay with her" she said. "That would be fantastic! Thanks so much!" He diapered again. "So, this is my chance to give you the school talk..." She said as we started walking. "The school talk?" I repeated doubtfully. "Yeah, It's where I tell you all about all the people you should avoid and hang out with.. and all the mean or popular people in school... you know, that stuff" She said. I didn't know what she was saying but I agreed anyway.

"First things first, the popular kids, the jocks, and the girls who recreate mean girls" She said sitting down on a bench. I knew what she was talking about because I watched the movie last night.

"The jocks are the hot douche guys who try to impress the hot girls. I'm not surprised if they hit on you, but I wouldn't want to get to serious with any of them, their not looking for cute relationships, their looking for a girl who they can show off." She said opening a bag of chips. "The popular kids, are a mixture of mean girls, girl. Or a mixture of people who are cocky and confident with good looks. I would be careful on who you choose to hang out with. Then, the emo group, but you know what they do." She said not caring to explain. I had an idea of what she meant. "The musical ones, blah blah blah... And, the category I fall into, the geeks. The kind who gives a shit about their grades and want to go to a nice and fancy collage." She said digging into the bag. I smiled. "What category does Lucas fall into?" I said waiting for her to swallow the chips she had in her mouth. "I don't really know... He created some kind of new group... a jock and popular, and really nice too... he's also a little geeky... his friend told me that he was looking for a tutor to help him improve his grades or something, but I don't know if that's true" She said laughing. I laughed with her. "But he's a little mysterious you know. He hasn't had a girlfriend... is this school at least. He hasn't been here long anyway" She finished smiling curiously. 

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