You were riding home from baseball practice after a long Friday at school... You were with your best friend, who was chatting with you and another guy he was close with. Noah. You only remember his name since you never got the chance to talk to him before, since you normally take a nap while on the bus. As you felt your head bobbing off, the bus hit a light bump and you were forced back awake. It was gonna be rough falling asleep today, but you were exhausted. You felt a hand tap you, and you turned to see Noah. "Hey, dude," he said. ". . . You take Chemistry, right? I dunno how to solve that quiz from last week." You knew where this was going. Noah was probably going to ask if you could come home with him to study. But.. You don't even know him. But, then again, Thomas, your best friend, probably suggested it; after all, he knows you're an A student, while he isn't so great. Like clockwork, Noah asked, "Do you think you could come over, dude? It's totally okay if you don't want to."