"Coke's fine." This was weird, seemed like a trap. Because who was this painfully earnest? With him, no less? Maybe he could get it a little, the stuff to girls were on about. He was kind of charming, with that complete lack of poker face and the reassurances. Why would anyone that popular be like this? Made no sense, but here he was, the golden boy. "Maybe I should have voted for you on the student council. Look at you, being poster perfect."

He had voted for common sense instead, still hadn't set in.