Izzy shifted her weight awkwardly when Trevor stopped entering his locker code and turned instead to her.
	“More like, I don’t have any friends here.” She crossed her arms and leaned against a locker near his. “So, I suppose by extension and definition, no, I don’t go out much. Unless you want to count a daily hike.”
	Izzy laughed at Trevor’s last comment, the sound echoing through the otherwise eerily quiet halls of this part of the school. “Isn’t that the truth!” She paused, a sly grin on her face and amusement in her voice as she continued. “But, being such a [i]gentleman,[/i] I trust you don’t know that from experience?” She raised her eyebrows.