My name's Jax, and I'm the best. I get good grades, I'm popular and I have galore of friends. Yet when Skull arrives in the school, I feel like he is going to be a problem. A thorn in my perfect plan. Yet I can not stop thinking about him trying to be the best, to steal my place.

Hey, Skull. How much did you get in History? I ask, looking at him with a slight coldness