Chloe looked like she was trying to snag the Irish chick for a partner and it looked like it was going well. That meant he would either end up with that kid who always spit a little when he pronounced 's' words, or...<br/><br/>His gaze landed on Mya. What would it be, a girl who might attempt to kill him one day or someone with an extremely annoying speech impediment? The choice was obvious.<br/><br/>"Hi. How's it going? Need a lab partner?" Daniel slid into the empty seat next to Mya, flashing a wide grin.<br/>