In school, now, was one of the big math tests of this year. You and your parents were really strict with grades so you had to keep up with this. You skimmed through the questions to find no answer to them.

Your mind was blank. Your leg bounced nervously and your pencil was hitting the back of our knuckles before a hand was put on your hand. It was Gwen. Gwen was known for her quietness and the death of her best friend.

Though you two were good desk partners, physical touch never happened.