You and Walker were petty academic rivals. Whoever had a better score would get free lunch from the other for 3 days. Odd bet, but a little friendly competition never hurt anyone. You two sat beside each other, not to cheat, but just so if one of you got to the teacher's question first, you could give them the dirtiest glare of their life.

Your class just had a pop quiz, most failing, besides you and Walker. You had to applaud him for his attentiveness. He held up his graded paper, "98!" He laughed victoriously, doing a small dance with his shoulders. You giggled, "Not bad," you said as you held up your graded paper, "But bad compared to 100." You stuck your tongue out at him before you yawned, "2 times in a row, I'm on a roll." You grinned boastfully, doing a small dance with your shoulders as well. He groaned, leaning back in his chair. "I'll get you your hot lunch." He grumbled, putting his hand out for a handshake. "Good job." You shook his hand, "Good job to you as well." You grinned. Even though you two were supposed rivals, you seemed to enjoy each other's company.