"Did you do Sapkowski's homework?" Ben asked.

"I did the first few questions. It seemed pretty easy so I just looked up the answers online," Clint said.

"I told you not to take pre-cal. I'd get so bored in there," Ben said.

He took his shirt off and grabbed a plain athletic jersey out of his locker.

"That's the point. It's our last year. I'm trying to take it easy," Clint replied.

"You've taken it easy every year," Ben laughed.

"How was the homework for A.P?" Clint asked.

He'd already gotten dressed and was leaning against the lockers, waiting for Ben.

"It took me two hours," Ben said.

"See! I don't need that kind of stress in my life," Clint said.

"You don't have enough stress in life," Ben retorted.

"Hey, Clint. That's my locker," a guy with large rimmed glasses, and a lot of acne, said.

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"Fuck off Jerry. We're having a conversation," Clint said.

"Can you have it somewhere else?" Jerry asked.

Clint dramatically stood up straight and skirted over to the adjacent locker.

"That's where you're wrong. I have plenty of stress with the battle of the bands," Clint said to Ben.

"What's that about a battle of the bands?" Jerry asked as he took off his shirt.

"We're signing up for a battle of the bands in Seattle," Ben said.

"That's crazy. I didn't know you guys were in a band," Jerry said.

"We just started it this Summer," Clint said, coldly.

"Wow. You know, I play the tuba so maybe I could jam out with you guys sometime," Jerry said.

Ben closed his locker and nodded at Clint. Clint nodded back. The two started walking towards the door. Clint opened it, held it, and looked back at Jerry.

"We play Rock Jerry. Not Polka." Clint walked into the gym before Jerry had a chance to reply.

"Classic Jerry," Ben said.

"I don't think he'll ever learn," Clint replied.

"It's too late for that," Ben agreed.

A few boys were shooting basketballs at the hoop on the opposite end of the gym.

"Guess it's a game day," Ben said.

"We're going over the quiz in Lenards today, right?" Clint asked.

"Yeah, it's the only thing Claudia said about it in her notes," Ben replied.

"You want to get together and study for it after class?" Clint asked.

"Why not. Treehouse or The Bean?" Ben asked.

"How about The Bean. It's been a while since we've gone. Cool if I invite Lina?" Clint asked.

"I don't see why not. Hey, there's Shield. Check out those booty shorts." Ben said.

Clint chuckled.

"Alright, everyone. Line up!" Shield shouted.

"God I hate this," Clint said.

"Too much stress?" Ben asked, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Yeah. Too much stress," Clint said sarcastically.