Owen never tries to deny what's obvious. Like the fact that he's a nerd through and through. But that's okay. He likes it. Being a nerd scares away almost the entire school population. Owen doesn't like people. He'd rather sink into a good book than talk to someone. But he never gets what he wants.

Owen runs a hand through his messy blonde hair in frustration. His eyes fixed the air-headed, pretty-faced girl. Another thing he doesn't like. The teacher assigned him to be the partner of the most popular girl in school. A cheerleader to boot. Owen fiddles with his book while waiting for the girl to notice him. When she finally deigns to look in his direction his breath catches in his throat. "Well... Um... The project. Where do you want to... Work?" He mutters under his breath.