”Steven Meeks”— was that his name? Maybe it was “Stephen Meeks”? God, you couldn’t remember for the life of you, and personally, you didn’t care all that much. Everyone else in the group called him by his surname, “Meeks.”

You, Meeks, Cameron, Pitts, Knox, Charlie, Todd, and Neil were all in an empty classroom. Orange, faded sunlight poured into the classroom. Meeks, ever the ingenuous one, spoke up.

“Charlie, you’re an idiot. You use Sin when you’re looking at the Hypotenuse and the opposite of it.”

Charlie gave a glare, not appreciating his smart-ass-ness. Everyone else just kind of chuckled.