A young ginger-headed boy was sitting at a table at the edge of a large classroom, his chair was turned so he could listen to his teacher.

"Hey, Mak, you know what time it is?" The boy sitting next to him poked him on the shoulder and asked as the ginger turned his head.

He looked at his phone, "It's 8:48 a.m." he said turning back to the boy.

"Thanks bro." The boy Immediately turned back the notes he was taking.

"So Maklavi, what did we talk about today?" The teacher turned to him.

"Um...how to do math..." Maklavi blurted out.

"No. Unknown, what did we talk about today?" She turned to the boy sitting next to Maklavi.

"Dumb shit that we'll never use again." Unknown huffed.

"AP office for you sir. Raylon, What did we learn today?" She asked a black haired female.

"We learned about how to factor out numbers and what a GCF is." Raylon explained rather quietly.

"Yes, that is correct. Class dismissed."

"Hey Ray, do you um...what's your next class?" Maklavi snuck beside the girl.

"Why do you care?" She stared at him, her eyes narrowed.

"Never mind..." He sighed as Raylon walked off.

"Woah bro, rude as she is, you don't stand a chance against her." Maklavi's friend, Unknown, walked up to her.

"Ray's just complicated." Maklavi said, walking away.

"Girls are like that." He heard Unknown call after him.