Sonny looked at the guy for a couple seconds before dropping his hand back by his side, then he started to rummage through one of his bags for his iPod. Blowing strands of black hair out his his eyes, he found it, and threw it down next to his laptop. He then plopped back down on his bed, moving some of the pillows around, and looked at Gale. "I've seen you around a couple times at school. You have Ms. Vaughn for Government, right?" he asked, then popped a bubble with his spearmint gum. This kid seemed kind of quiet, but then again, who the hell was he to talk. He hasn't had a decent friend at East Anchorage High School since Sophomore year, when what good friends he did have either moved away to a more populated city, or went off to college. And the constant rumors of him sleeping with the low-life sluts of Anchorage certainly didn't help his friend making skills. He just hoped that Gale would over-look that for the time-being.