Jesus, he always ended up saying dumb shit to girls who had smiles that made their eyes light up like Christmas. Which, only served to make him say dumber things. Somehow, Sam was always better at this and then he never meant to be either.
"Ha, no, god no. I mean, I've read it. And the Odyssey, like, you know, once. In the seventh grade. I just remembered that... from reading it, in the seventh grade," he finished lamely. It was kind of freakish how he knew things sometimes, even to himself.
"So why are you reading it? For school or something?"