Handing James the book, Corey replied "I'm Corey. I'm technically a Sophomore, but I have all Freshman classes. Well, I passed English and Band. But..... 2 out of 8 isn't exactly a stellar record. Relax dude. High School is way easier than they let on. All you gotta do is keep up with the work, don't be afraid to ask for help if you fu- mess... up, and you'll be gold."
Corey stretched and caught this cheerleader staring. His first instinct was to check to see if he had something on his face. Corey was the "nerdy" type, t-shirt and jeans to school, didn't cut his hair often, overweight but built like a football player. He was into Roosterteeth and Magic: The Gathering, video games and underground music. He dabbled in music editing, but he mostly just spent his time combing the Internet for new music. Not exactly the type of person to catch the eye of popular girls, or so he thought, and that was fine by him. He didn't have a problem with dating, he just never did it. Mostly because it seemed like there was no one TO date. Girls either had boyfriends or were "out of his league" as they say.