(Greg, Josh, Steven, Isabella)<br/><br/>September 4th- Lunch (4th period)<br/><br/>A couple tables over from Isabella, two boys were shortly joined by Greg.  One of the boys who was already sitting at the table was approximately five foot three and wearing some large black rimmed glasses.  The other was a darker brunette and a couple inches taller.  He had a bowl cut hair do.  He seemed quieter and almost deep in thought.  He too, had glasses but they seemed thicker and more aged than the boy next to him.<br/><br/>Greg sat down across from the other two and told them in a secretive tone.  "Guys, you'll never believe what happened to me."  He looked from side to side and caught sight of Isabella attempting to eat a piece of pizza.<em>Oh, God!  She's just two tables over.</em>He put his back slightly towards her and more attentively towards the two brunette boys.<br/><br/>Josh looked at Greg curiously, "What?" while Steven, the quieter boy, simply glanced at Greg inquisitively.<br/><br/>"See that girl two tables over with the colored hair?" Greg asked them.<br/><br/>The entire set of them looked over and stared at Isabella for a few moments.  "Yeah," both Josh and Steven answered simultaneously.  "What of her?" asked Josh.  "Looks like a druggie."<br/><br/>"She talked to me and gave me her number, guys.  And oh, my God!" Greg's eyes popped out.  "She's got the biggest boobs!  And do you know how she gave me her number?"  Greg did not wait for a response.  "She stuffed it in my pocket!"<br/><br/>Josh's mouth dropped before he could exclaimed softly.  "No way!"<br/><br/>"Way!" replied Greg.  "I thought I was going to spew all over my pants!"<br/><br/>"Clearly she wants you," Steven concluded calmly.  "What are you doing here?  Go sit with her."<br/><br/>"You think so?  I mean, I shouldn't wait?"<br/><br/>Josh excitedly replied, "Dude, you should have been there five minutes ago!  Get!"<br/><br/>Greg gingerly rose from the table and after a bit of encouragement of hand waving by Josh and Steven made his way to Isabella's table.<br/><br/>When he arrived, he cleared his throat and asked in a bit of a rushed whisper.  "Um, do you mind if I sit here too?"<br/><br/><br/><br/>