Chip met Jen in the seventh grade. He was still a nerdy nobody at that point, but Jen was already on her way to being someone special. Even though he didn’t like girls, he thought she was pretty, in that flashy, diva-esque way all the superstars were, like Britney Spears or Lady Gaga. It was her hair, for starters—Jen had a mountain of curls atop her head, each one perfectly coiled and sprayed into place. The strands framing her heart-shaped face were almost white with frosting, and the rest of her mane blended into golden shades kissed by the sun. Everyone liked Jen, everyone, but no one really liked Chip all that much, so he was surprised and a little bit nervous when the science teacher assigned her as his lab partner.
The first assignment they had to complete didn’t go so well. Dissec
