Having someone interact with him longer than a checkout stand was wonderful! People either stayed away from him, or wouldn’t talk to him. And when they did, the things they had to say weren’t very pleasant. Until her; she said she liked his eyes. To be honest, Kenton didn’t really know what to do with himself at that point. She seemed interested enough in him to hold a conversation and now they were walking to class together.

Her excited-ness about this -friendship?- was almost contagious as he found himself smiling as they walked. She did talk a lot but that was okay with him because he liked to listen. She seemed to be enjoying the idea of having someone to communicate during class with and he was no different. “I’m sure we think of something to make the class periods go by faster. I will admit I’m normally not one to sit in the back but as long as I’m not alone I see no reason why I shouldn’t.” Alone, he wasn’t alone anymore.

When they entered the classroom he followed her to the back of the class where they sat down. He pulled out a pen and a pad of paper and flipped it open. Kenton took many notes during class, it was how he retained things and there was even little drawings up in the left hand corner that he had done during the time the teachers were going on about things he had already taken notes for. As the class began he quietly ripped out a piece of paper, once it was out he wrote on the top line.

[i]What’s your favorite food? I’m a sucker for lasagna.[/i]

With that he folded it into a small square and slid it onto her desk while the teacher had their back turned.