Find a little corner to talk

"Why don't we find someplace else to talk." You smile and Derrick smiles back.

"Sounds good." Derrick replies grabbing your hand. He guides you down the hall into a room. "This is Alistair's Stepdad's home office, but he doesn't ever use it." You look at the bookcases and the desk.

"Cool, this looks good." You both sit on the floor against the wall. You don't know what to say, so you both sit there awkwardly for a little bit.

"Well today was a surprisingly warm day." Derrick starts.

"Ye...I see we are starting with the weather, that's a good sign." You say. Derrick laughs.

"I'm really bad at starting conversations." Derrick replies.

"Really? You always seem like you know just what to say in class."

"Yeah, well that's because I do the readings and well, I can get a little passionate about school." Derrick says

"You are honestly really smart. Why do you go here? I bet you could go to a ton of other better schools." Derrick begins to tense up.

"I...don't think so...I really don't know what I'm doing half the time."

"I respectfully disagree. You are so smart. I don't know why you are so hard on yourself."

"Ha, well your pretty good too and you're a sports superstar, I bet...I wouldn't actually know, I don't go to the games, but I've heard good things...well nothing, actually the opposite, I heard our team sucks this year, but I'm sure you do a great job." Derrick was rambling.