We both sat in the backyard of the school and skipped class because we didn't want to write a test. I sighed and straightened my hair, leaning back against the cold brick wall, "it's funny that I'm skipping class with you. You know I'm smart enough to write a fucking test. Why don't you want to go to class so much?" I asked, and then immediately added, "if you don't want to, then of course we won't go. I'm just asking."