HE walked me to school every day for the rest of the week and even the week after that. And if you think he let me walk home by myself, you've got it wrong. He waits for me patiently outside when I have to go to a club meeting. One time, Justin came out with me after our meeting, but Quinn ignored him. He has changed from being bullheaded from the cafeteria to this charming and fantastic eleventh-grader.
Last weekend, I went grocery shopping with my Mom. When we got home, Quinn was at our house playing chess with my father. Sometimes, I wonder if he's the new favourite in the house. I mean, seriously, Quinn is always at home with us. His parents are rarely home, he said. They are still at work.
"Hey, you guys are here," said Dad.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Dela Cruz, Rach," said Quinn.
"Hey
