"Hey," an irritated voice said before Wilbur Soot, self proclaimed genius, stepped in front of your locker. "Any idea why I wasn't invited to the end of year party?"

"And you were?" He scoffed, shaking his head in a mixture of confusion and disbelief. You weren't the most popular kid, but neither was he. He was an asshole, and you were just a freak. However, he did have his intelligence over you.

"I mean, did you bribe someone?" Wilbur sounded annoyed, and just genuinely confused.