-Mason's P.O.V.-
"Hey guys, how's the project going?" Chris said walking into my room where Leslie was working peaceful and I was enjoying some ice cream.
"It's going well," I said which sounded more like 'blah blah blah' because of the spoon full of ice cream in my mouth.
"You're disgusting, and it's going well Chris," Leslie said turning from me to Chris.
I swallowed the ice cream that was in my mouth.
"Is he helping you with anything?" Chris asked Leslie in a stern voice, then gave me a pointy look.
"Do you think he is helping me?" Leslie asked and I smirked.
"She is a nerd, she doesn't need help," I said. It was true.
"Mase you better help her! Or else I'll have to talk to Ms. Florence," Chris said.
Snitch.
"You love me, you wouldn't do that," I said giving him a puppy face.
