Alex laughed. "When I talk about girls, I hear how 'cute' it is. Disgusting, really."
He looked at the essay, then grinned. "It would make more sense, yeah? Whoever can explain this in the fewest words, gets a bajillion house points. Although if everyone got a bajillion for every good essay... hm. Better make it a hundred." He sighed. "Because my forty-two inches is pretty in depth. My writing isn't very big," he said, turning it so she could see. "And I'm a lefty, so when my hand gets tired, it gets smaller, and even harder to read. I swear, they give up after midpoint and just give me a mark."