Conor was late like usual. Rushing through the halls like his life depended on it. Sometimes he thought it did as he has been late the past couple times from class. But how could he let such a great morning go to waste with the typical routines of everyone else. He had to go get some practice in. So he woke up early like usual and went to the gym and shot a basketball around until he lost track of time. 

As he busted through the door in a huff. As the teacher looked at him like they always did and instantly started to scold him. He was in the middle of catching his breath while being yelled at. HIs jacket not being buttoned up, his white  colored shirt, the top button also not buttoned. His tie all sorts of twisted from the  wind as he never tightened. His air in all sorts of mess from the wind blowing it as he barreled across school and through the halls. 

The teacher was nice enough to not kick him out right then and there. But they needed the people for the groups today. So he counted himself lucky on that aspect. But what was not lucky was finding out his partner was Jozefiene. Conor never hates anyone unless you give him a reason. Did she? no but he has heard some things. Plus her types were the hardest for him to deal with being as Conor is probably just a peasant in her world. 

"Yea." he walked over to her with a smile being polite. "Nice to meet ya." he said as he flopped his bag on the desk next to her. The slight wind from the toss probably moving her hair a tiny bit. As he just plopped himself down also. As he just smiled at her. Totally oblivious to everyone just staring daggers at him. 

Conor was an idiot. Like said, he knows about her, and where she comes from at least. But that wasn't going change how he acts or anything. I mean he treats people all the same. As he looked at the board then back at her very confused for a second. "Wait. What are we doing again?" he genuinely asked so confused despite the teacher even explaining it to him.... Please help this man and his utter lack of smarts other than sports. 

Conor looked at her then the board when she explained what they were doing. Then he just stared at the board for a bit longer. If steam could come out of his ears it would with his brain looking for something to say. He had nothing. "Huh." was all he could come up with. 

As he grabbed a notepad from his backpack. He noticed all the stares of jealousy he was getting. But Conor ignored them. He knew about Jozefiene, and didn't care who she was in the slightest. In Conor's world. Actions speak more about a person than their last name or where they come from. After all Conor was a pretty good example of that being from not a poor family. But just your average family. Nothing special about them. 

So he played it as if he just didn't notice them. Much easier that way. Conor was dumb. Very dumb when it came being book smart. But he was street smart for sure. After all he noticed all the little details about everything sometimes. In this case he noticed the stares. And the slight annoyance she vibe he was getting of the girl he was seated with. 

"Gotcha. So like what about the 19th century? Cause I think I slept through half the class..." he said with a sheepish smile on his face. Yknow that stigma of someone with glasses was smart? Not him. He could be if he didn't sleep or was late to class. But he was always working out or playing sports. When the teacher just looked at him with daggers. "sorry teach..." he said to her look. 

As he looked back at Jozefiene with an innocent smile. He really did not care in the slightest that she was someone so important. Still totally unfazed by her.  As he grabbed out a notepad and wrote some ideas down. If she were to look over it wasn't even about this class. It was legitly a notebook full of plays he and the team would run in basketball. It was a play book. It was like she didn't even exist despite being right next to him. He looked more invested in this playbook than the royalty next to him.