"Your grades are impr-"

"Not like that. Just... boys. People. I can tell other people what to do, but like, when it comes to me, everything just blows up in my face."

"We seem to be doing alright."

"We came here today to discuss all the drama that's been surrounding us," Taylor rebutted. "It's like that story you hear about in grade two or whatever. The guy that... where everything he touched turned to gold."

"King Midas?"

"Oh, who cares? You know what I'm talking about. Every time I make a friend or talk to someone or... y'know, fuck someone, it turns into this whole thing. Real talk? I thought...