Since most of us had finished our projects in art, we were set loose to do whatever we really wanted to do for the next few days. Paris plopped beside me, smiling, and Caspian glanced over, frowning. Waving a pack of cards at me, Paris spoke excitedly. "You wanna play crazy eights with me, Odj?"

"Not a chance in the whole world, France," I responded almost immediately, in a pissy mood today. My hair wasn't cooperating, and some guy had catcalled me on my way to school. Caspian smirked over at Paris almost triumphantly, but he wasn't yet done with his project, so I looked over at him and stared him down until he looked back to his paper. I wanted him to spend more time with me, and he couldn't do that if he was distracted by his schoolwork.

I sighed and put my head in my hands as Paris opened the pack of cards anyway with a hum, starting to shuffle* "Hurtful, mon cheri. What about uno?"

I hesitated. I was good at uno. "I guess so."

He grinned and started dealing the cards, and Caspian huffed. "I want to play!"

I looked over. "do your work, and maybe I'll consider it."

He flushed and nodded, immediately setting back to work, and I smirked and looked back to Paris as he dealt the cards.

- - -

Out of the blue, I got a text.

Do you want to go to the park with me?

I blinked at my phone, confused, and was about to type when another text popped up.

This is Caspian, by the way.

I blinked again, then grinned and typed quickly I'd love to. Which park?

The one near the McDonald's on 34th.

Gotcha. See you then ;)