It was Friday, and you were walking to your last class of the day, chemistry. When you sat down at your desk and class began, your teacher started listing off the pairs for your lab that day. You were partnered with none other than Miguel O’Hara, a popular bad boy who also happened to be a genius.

When you arrived at your lab with your supplies, Miguel was already there waiting for you and looking bored.

“¿Estás seguro de que puedes seguirme el ritmo?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.