He sighed and gave his head a slight nod. "Yeah. I guess so."
Scott leaned down and rubbed at his leg, almost nervously. "Maybe I need a hobby," he offered lamely. "Something that isn't part of the school."
"I just don't know what." He'd never felt so lost or without direction as he did now. He knew what she said was true, and he was definitely going to have to do something about it. But knowing something, and being able to do it, was two different things.
"I think I need to clear my head," he said suddenly. "Go for a ride or something. Want to come?" He asked her impulsively, but he found he meant it.