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"Hey, Spencer."

"Hey, Jason," Reid said, hanging up his long overcoat on the rack. "What's the plan for today?"

"I think we're taking notes in English," the younger man replied, his good hand firmly gripping the joystick on his electric wheelchair.

Reid grabbed a pencil and a legal tablet. "Science?"

"Lab work. We're dissecting an earthworm today. Jess said she'd do the cutting, so…"

"Okay." The two headed down to the elevator, where Reid stuck in the special key to call the lift. "You know you have computers today…"

"I know," Jason sighed. "Why can't the screen type when I talk to it, like it does at home?"

"Because you know every kid in class would want to do it that way too," Reid said simply. "Besides, the manual typing is good for your hand there."

"Yeah, okay." The younger man heaved another huge sigh before adding, "At least there's nachos for lunch."

Reid smiled. "There's always that."