Another boring day in the same damn genetics class. The rest of the seniors had become so bored they eventually drifted into sleep. Except you and Simon.

You daydreamed quite often. About what exactly? That was only for you to know. Well, you and Simon, who was a telepath.

When you looked over to him, he had his head down. What you didn’t know was that he read your…not so school appropriate thoughts about fictional men.