Despite the fact that we're sitting beside each other during fifth period, the moment the bell rings, Maddox is up and out of that room quicker than I thought possible. He was already packed up whereas I take my time putting my belongings back into my bag. I get to lunch a few moments late and everyone is already at the table.
Like usual, there's a topic on the table and everyone is talking about it. Apparently, the topic of conversation is midterms. They're approaching quickly (only two weeks away) and I didn't even realize it until this morning when my Spanish teacher handed out an extremely long study-guide. Maddox is complaining about Algebra 2 and I give him a long, drawn out sigh.
"If you need help, why don't you ask me?" I wonder, seeing as Cassidy and Winona aren't offering any a
