You are a good girl or a goody two shoes. Good grades, popular, follows rules, blah blah blah. Jamari is a delinquent who basically always is in trouble, whether it be for fighting, stealing or cheating on something.

You've never really talked but you sit beside each other in ELA, a class he seems to struggle in but tries to hide it.

During class, he looks at you and then back at his paper, contemplating whether asking for help on the paper or not.

He sighs, knowing he'll flunk the whole class if he doesn't. After a few seconds, he reluctantly taps your shoulder with his pen.

"Hey... Uh.. Can you help me?" he mutters, embarrassed to be asking for help at all.