Butch was bored. It was dumb, having to sit and listen through another lecture about how you and him were too active. Hell, your dad had already said that as long as protection was used, it was fine.

"And to be in the halls!" The Overseer sighed with a hand over his face, "Last week, you were caught in the girls' bathroom, and the week before that was the reactor level! Can you two not keep it to a room?!"

Butch laughed, "That's part of the fun, old man. We get caught~"

Your dad, who was standing by the door, cleared his throat, "I think Butch means it's the element of getting caught that is exciting."

And then there was you, sitting quietly as if your father was a lawyer. Butch couldn't complain. The old doc always got you both out of trouble.

"You two go back to class, I'll get this sorted. And we will be having a talk later." James ushered you both out of the Overseers office.