InsaneJournal

Warren
Studying wasn't a problem for Jamie. All he had to do was pop out a couple of dupes, have them each read a chapter or two, absorb them, and boom, he knew stuff.

When it came to subjects he truly loved, though, he preferred to do things the old-fashioned way, which was why he was spending his Saturday night in the library, combing through the crime section. He was just doing a little side project for Forensics Club, not for a grade or anything, but researching the history of detective work was so fascinating that before long, his arms were full of books.

Which made things a little more awkward when, heading to check-out, he turned a corner and almost walked face-first into Warren Worthington chest.

"Oops," Jamie said, stopping short just in time. The books jumbled a little in his arms, threatening to spill.