It was a rainy day at UCLA, one of the most prestigious public universities, and students were piling in through the doors this Friday morning. Black Umbrellas and small raincoats covered the usually grey sidewalks as everyone entered and got checked in for their first period classes.

Guest along with their other fellow classmates enter their homeroom, Mrs. Anderson's Science classroom. As second year students, it was time for the mid-term project in her class, everyone knew this, but they were never specifically told when.

Collective boos and groans could be heard of course, because nobody truly wanted to actually do the project, they just wanted a grade to be done with it.

But nobody wanted to do the project less than Simon did. He was sitting at his usual table with his usual friends, a couple being a cheerleader and the cheer captain, and the rest being his buds from the basketball team. They were snickering and telling eachother how they were not getting anywhere near that project, but they knew it was a grade, so they had to.

Everyones ears perked up there. Partners. The sole purpose of doing partner assignments was so people could pick their friends and goof off the whole time, and then half-ass the project last minute, typical.

Even prestigious college students were no better than their highschool priors.