Golden-Brook High

I chuckle. "What do you like to do?" I ask.

He sighs, thinking about what he should say in response. "Nothing much, really."

I look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Nothing?" I ask, clarifying. "You don't like to play around? Burn things?"

Flashing a smile, he glances up at her. "I'm taking it that those are what you like to do."
He thinks about his reasoning here and takes a silent but deep breath.
"But no... I mean, yeah, there are things I like, but not very much." He says. "I don't have a lot of time to think about all that."

I nod, "And yes.I like burning things." I flash a smile.

He nods and smiles again, shaking his head.

I look at him. "What?"

"Nothing." He says. "I can just see you as a pyro."

I raise an eyebrow. "Pyro?" I ask. "What's that?"

"Seriously? You don't know?" He asks.

I nod, "I'm not smart."

He studies her. "Don't say that. You look like you are."

I shake my head. "Tell me why I have Ds then."

He shrugs. "How should I know? I was just saying that you don't come off as someone who's not smart."

I shrug. "I don't know. I just don't think of myself as smart."