He sits with the Goth girl

{if Cassandra>0}"Hey Cassandra."

"Hey Matt. What's up?"

"Classes are killing me, all the rich kids are ragging on me, and I haven't had anything to eat all day. Other than that, life is just grand."

"I've got a granola bar in my pack. You want it?"

"We're not allowed to eat on the bus."

"Yeah, that's what the rules say."

"So, yeah, I'd love a granola bar."

{else}"No, I won't vote for you for student council." The Goth girl gave him a dirty look when he sat down next to her.

"Oh, thank god," he said. "I mean, what if I accidentally won? Would I have to go to those boring meetings and talk about crap that doesn't matter to anyone at all? You just spared me a year of ****."

Her eyes widened. "So why the hell are you sitting next to me. Look around. there are skinny girls everywhere." She pointed at Karen, "I've seen you sitting with that one. What's the problem, you two have a lover's spat?"

"Um, no. I just realized you were sort of cute and decided to chat with you."

"Look at me. I'm fat."

"You're not fat." Maybe she could stand to lose twenty pounds but a lot of that poundage was in the chest area and Matt certainly didn't object to that kind of weight gain. "I'm Matt by the way."

"Yeah?"

"And you are?"

"Cassandra, as in bad news and nobody ever listens to me. Can you believe parents would go down the baby name list and find the one name that literally means 'ignore that bitch no matter how smart she is'?"

"Well, I'll listen to your prophesies."

"Yeah? I prophesize that you'll be too busy flirting with the pretty girls to ask me to dance this Friday."

"Well that's a crappy prophesy."

"All of Cassandra's are. If there were any good ones, maybe people would listen.{endif}

Matt enjoyed the remainder of the trip. It turned out that Cassandra was super-smart with opinions on just about everything and a degree of snark that he found very funny. Unfortunately she wasn't that pretty although he suspected she would pretty up in a couple of years if she started exercising and lost some weight. He couldn't see how being with Cassandra could help him get into Tanya and Natasha's panties but that didn't mean he wanted to blow her off."

"This is my stop, Matt. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Sure, Cassandra. Take care."