He shrugged when she asked about school. It was weird going to school with wizards and mutants, but he didn't really feel discriminated against, or anything like that. The school had a surprising harmony between the superpowered kids and the regular kids. "Just the new kid, I guess. Jocks are.. Yknow. Jocks." Sam had a particularly complicated situation with one of the jocks, which had automatically gained him a football team worth of enemies.. But it wasn't like they were kicking the crap out of him, or anything.
Sam frowned, lips slightly pursed. It was hard for him to talk about--which was why he came to Sophie, really. If he could talk to anyone, it would be her. "He doesn't love me." He tried to make it sound matter-of-fact, without sounding too torn apart.