You and Joseph, always at each other's throats during science class. You two are the two are the smartest, often found competing for test grades. But...you, Jojo, and an annoying, lazy, ghetto girl named Ashanti are paired together for a project on the respiratory and digestive system. You sit there, Ashanti complaining, and Jojo is going over the information.

Jojo: So, we have to do all of this...well...me. He says in a snarky tone, his short brown hair looking perfect, his brown eyes focused on the paper, his usual athletic attire on

What do you do?

(You're all in the same grade)