Brian
“f**k!”
The frustrated expletive pulled Brian’s attention and he eyed his lab partner warily. He wasn’t in the mood for anyone today, but the guy next to him looked even more miserable than he was feeling. He would never admit it, but he wasn’t looking forward to facing his uncle Jake that night. Just when he’d started feeling better about their relationship again, he was sure his uncle would come down like a pile of bricks on him. Squealing on his brother wasn’t even an option. Unless Matt opened his big yap on his own and ruin everything, he would just take it in stride and get on with it. His uncle was used to him screwing up.
“Need help?”
No response.
“It’s not that difficult,” Brian said slowly, eyeing his lab partner out the corner of his eye.
Oliver threw a pencil agains
