Aaron watched as his best friend stood up, and walked towards his locker, which he guessed was in Building 10, like his own. "Hey, wait up asshole!" He jumped up and caught up to him, and walked inside to Building 10. He was surprised to see an underclassmen walking through the Building. And even more suprised when Noah blew up on him. Aaron felt bad for the kid, then tried to withhold the laughter that was building up inside of him. "Jeez, man.. try not to get detention on the first day..remember eighth grade?" He smirked and walked ahead of him, to his own locker pulling out his history book. He didn't understand the point of History. It had all happened in the past, so why the fuck learn about it now? He always felt as if moving on was the smartest thing to do; but never took his own advice.