@ catharsis.
Pandora was gathering her things to leave when she suddenly found the soccer star at her desk. "Sorry, I don't have a phone," she shrugged. "I can give you a house phone number, but chances are one of my brothers or my mom will be on it, so I won't be able to get to it." Sadly enough, this wasn't a lie. She finished packing up her things, shoving them in her
bag that no one really approved of. She knew why, since everyone could see the words 'pull out your teeth' and see teeth aligned at the bottom, but it was actually pretty sturdy, and she thought it was amazing. "Look, I know you're a big soccer star... you probably have extra practices. We can meet up before school in the mornings, in the afternoon when you don't have practices, or after practice if we really need to, just whenever there's time. I refuse to do all the work." This time it was Pan's turn to give him a charming smile. "Just let me know where and what time. I have my own ride at least, so it won't be a problem."