[The Blood Oranges is a stupid name, and though Adam hasn't had cause to say it out loud, he's thought it more than once before. He's too busy with other things to be afraid of the delinquents in his school, even though there's more than enough of them hanging around. He probably could qualify as their target demographic--a nerd with a mean need to be the top of his classes--but lacking pressure points to take advantage of seems to keep him from swimming in the general pool of victims. He's tall and athletic, so not all that easily intimidated, physically speaking. He's has an attitude of his own if pushed hard enough, too, which scratches emotional intimidation off the list.
From the outside, Adam doesn't know where being a little bit of everything and doing a little bit of everything leaves him--semi-popular or technically super unpopular without a clique to belong to--but either way, it doesn't affect his life too much, and so doesn't bother him. Not even Clarisse's "rock 'em, sock 'em" approach to everything in school bothers him, and maybe that's why he's the one who seems to end up moming her about her GPA the way his mom does to him.]
Everything I edited is in red. All you have to do is change your mistakes and hand it off to the teacher. Think you can handle that by Tuesday?
[When he sees her next, guess who's quick to pull Clarisse's history assignment out of his bag and wave it tauntingly at her. They both know she's probably not going to do a thing to help with the festival's preparation, so she can't cry crocodile tears and say she's got too much to handle.
Bet she'd thought he had too much to handle to give her homework a good look before it was too late. Well, joke's on her, he did.]
Miss Rude | July 12th?
From the outside, Adam doesn't know where being a little bit of everything and doing a little bit of everything leaves him--semi-popular or technically super unpopular without a clique to belong to--but either way, it doesn't affect his life too much, and so doesn't bother him. Not even Clarisse's "rock 'em, sock 'em" approach to everything in school bothers him, and maybe that's why he's the one who seems to end up moming her about her GPA the way his mom does to him.]
Everything I edited is in red. All you have to do is change your mistakes and hand it off to the teacher. Think you can handle that by Tuesday?
[When he sees her next, guess who's quick to pull Clarisse's history assignment out of his bag and wave it tauntingly at her. They both know she's probably not going to do a thing to help with the festival's preparation, so she can't cry crocodile tears and say she's got too much to handle.
Bet she'd thought he had too much to handle to give her homework a good look before it was too late. Well, joke's on her, he did.]