1. Mass, Density, and Other Shit
Kenny approached me, smiling giddily, with a perpetually pissed off Craig trailing along behind him. Kenny ran up and threw his arms around me despite my frantic protesting, swinging me back and forth before letting go and stepping back. Craig shot him a dirty look, slipping an arm around him protectively.
"Hey now," Kenny said to him, nuzzling his face into Craig's neck as he spoke. "That ginger smartass is no competition for you." Kenny grabbed at Craig's crotch playfully, earning the smallest hint at a smile and a joking hit to the back of his blonde head.
"Dude," Craig laughed, stepping away from Kenny.
I would feel offended by Kenny's put down, but I know he's kidding.
"So Kyle."
"Yeah." I kept having to pull myself back to reality from God knows where--I was so unbelievably tired that I couldn't even focus on anything, especially Kenny's idiot antics.
"That project in physics."
"Yes, Kenny." I sighed irately, turning my gaze from the sleet falling to look at a smirking moron in an orange jacket. Craig seemed to be contenting himself by playing absently with his hat, looking at the ground where icy puddles were forming.
"So we get to work with a group and you should work with me and Craig here."
I looked up to Craig to see exactly how displeased with this idea he would be. He was actually smiling--faintly, yes, but still--so I shrugged. "Sure." So much for being a smartass. I didn't even know what we were studying in the class--let alone what the project was.
"Cool. Anyway, though, Craig's ass is feeling very empty and lonely, so, you know, gotta go attend to that."
I grinned at his attempt at vagueness, replying distantly. "I have to go find Stan anyway...see you guys after school?"
"Yeah!" Kenny grabbed Craig's arm, kissing his lips firmly before dragging him off to the bathrooms. I departed in a sleep deprived haze, thinking hard about what my schedule was.