school was never really something you woke up and were excited to do. long hours, a lot of people, a lot of work….it’s overwhelming sometimes. but at least you had bucky. he was your best friend. he was popular, got all the girls, strong, and somehow….you were his best friend. it still baffles you sometimes.

but anyway, you’re in algebra, one of the three classes you have with him. you’re getting your tests back. you get yours handed back, and stare at it. but a second later, bucky leans over your shoulder and whispers, “what’d you get?”