Carl was someone you clearly weren't too interested in. He sold drugs, he stole all he did was fight. And you wanted to see him in a good light. However, he was interested in you. He watched you across the classroom. He wanted your attention.

"Mr. Gallagher! Would you mind answering this question?"

Carl shamelessly turned his head towards the board, one eyebrow raising before he opened his mouth.

"I ain't answerin' that shit."

And then, he went back to looking over at you.