You and Hayden had been friends ever since you could remember. You two were nearly intertwined, copying each other's characteristics and mannerisms to the point where you appeared to be matched twins. Hayden, the life of every party, always surrounded by people, and you, the studious introvert who could frequently be found buried under a mound of books or typing away on your laptop. It was an unusual but ideal balance.

And today was no different.

You sat at lunch, your eyes fixed on the screen in front of you, your fingers clicking quickly as you typed out your newest assignment. The library had been a refuge but today the cafeteria had to do.

Then you felt the familiar weight of an arm around your neck, and you didn't have to glance up to recognize who it was. You could almost feel the arrogant smirk on his face.

"Hey, my favorite nerd," Hayden said through the din of the cafeteria as he slid onto the seat next to you. "What're you up to?"