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Ellie Spectre was your average student. She got average grades, did average work in academic classes, and had average attendance at school. She was guilty of skipping school on a whim so she could work on more important things, such as her project in the garage. And just like your average student, there was one thing she did not like very much.

Tests.

Unfortunately, she had come across a hitch recently with one of her New Year's Resolutions. You needed to take a test to get your license. If it was a Driver's License, then it would be two tests (one to get your permit, and one to actually get the license). She lucked out slightly, since the license she was trying to get was for her motorcycle. It was one written test. One single written test.

Oh god, this was going to be the most important test of her life!

Somewhere in her backpack, she had stuffed the DMV booklet providing the laws for motorcycles when on the road. She had tried to read over it, but some of the things listed were so meaningless to riding safely on her bike she had simply skipped over it. It was after her first glancing over the pamphlet that she came up with a splendid idea.

Harass Barnaby Price.

Surely, he had to take the test, because he had his motorcycle license. Surely, he knew what sorts of questions were on the test. Obviously, it wouldn't be the exact same test, but any little bit would help. With such a goal in mind, the girl set forth the moment the lunch bell initially rang, beginning the incredible search to find the redhead. There were so many places on campus that people ate, that the girl literally had to run to ensure she'd be able to find him. At least she had the breakfast of champions today, a microwaveable burrito!

Rather early on in her search, she managed to find the redhead. It was difficult to believe that he'd be eating lunch in one of the normal lunch areas, but she wasn't about to make an issue of it. It had just ensured that she would have enough time to ask him all the questions she had wanted to ask.

Not wanting to be seen initially, she rounded the area in a brisk jog, and began to approach him from behind. If this was one of her bros, she would have been able to scare them and not feel remotely guilty about it. Or if this was a nerd she wanted to pick on, which also, she felt little to no guilt over frightening the timid. So as she casually stepped up behind him, she just looked over the work he had been so absorbed in.

"The answer is 73."

The answer most certainly wasn't 73, but she couldn't help but offer some random number for an answer. Hoovering slightly over him, standing behind him as he sat, she offered a grin and a "Price, y'mind if I sit 'ere?"

Given the go ahead, the girl rounded the table and sat so she was facing the redhead. Her grin hadn't disappeared at all, especially since she was pretty amused at how much of a scare she had managed to give Price. Did she feel a bit bad? Just a smidge. It wasn't anything she was going to act on though.

"Man, yer face was priceless."

No, no apologies for making him ruin his homework. That wasn't Ellie's style. Her style was turning in messy looking homework.

When prompted as to her reason for actually being in the lunchroom, she didn't hide the truth one bit. "Yeah, so, I picked up a booklet at th'DMV the other day, so I can start studyin' fer gettin' my motorcycle license. I figgered since you've already taken the test, y'can maybe help narrow down what the heck I should be studyin'. I don't exactly want t'study th'wrong thing and f*ck up on the first try." Casually as she explained, she pulled out her lunchbag and her DMV pamphlet from her backpack, setting both on the table in front of her. She reached into her lunchbag and pulled out a microwaveable burrito (did we mention that these were also the lunch of champions too?), tearing at the plastic and taking a rather large bite out of it.

Mid chew, she asked "Y'game?"

It was possible that Price had just sprouted another head upon his shoulders, or at least based upon the look which Ellie was giving him right now. Since she had more than just a few words to say, she waited until she finished chewing, which only extended that strange look she was giving him at the moment. She swallowed her food down hard, then asked "Y'mean I gotta take th'driver's test first before I can try fer the motorcycle?"

At least if she took a second trip to the DMV, she wouldn't exactly have to wait in line like she stupidly had done the first time. That was a positive at least.

That girl could heave out a sigh of relief like it was no one's business. She lifted a hand to the back of her head and ruffled her blonde hair slightly, as if she needed to get that nervous energy out of her. "Oh good! I figgered it wouldn't make sense fer me t'take the care license test until I had my car ready. And I imagine that won't be for at least a year or so. It'd be kinda impractical t'take th'car test if I ain't got a car t'use an' all!" She let out a hearty laugh before resuming her lunchtime chow-down. She tore another large chunk out of the burrito with her teeth and wolfed it down. Lady-like grace, Ellie had not.

"Yeah, 'ere's the book, Price." Casually, she pushed the paper booklet forward. She had to wait to swallow before really being able to answer his question completely. The tomboy had manners, on occasion. Really.

"Yeah, I took a look over all the information, but some of it seems a bit... stupid. I just wanna figger out what the meat of the test is like so I can skip some of those pointless bits o'info in there."

The girl continued to eat her burrito until the whole thing was gone. However, that was not the end of her meal. Oh, not by a long shot. As she continued to listen, keeping her eyes attentively at Price and nodding her head on occasion, she once again reached in her lunch bag and pulled out another microwavable burrito. Her eyes only momentarily fell upon the packaging just so she could tear open the plastic, but quickly returned to Price's face. She was asking for a favor, so she might as well take everything he was saying to heart, right?

Upon his last bit of advice, Ellie's mouth curled into a grin. "So overall, yer jus' sayin' I should memorize everythin' in the booklet?" That sort of defeated the purpose of asking him what to study, but he was the one who had the license, not her. She took a bite of her burrito, then commented (with the food still in her mouth) "I guess I won'be spendin' as much time in th'garage or auto shop after school." The Vortex would have to wait, and both Hank and Phil wouldn't see her for a while. Oh how cruel life is she sarcastically thought to herself, knowing that the sacrifice would be necessary so she could ride her baby around town without a hitch.

Casually as he continued flipping through the pages, she had to ask "So, does the DMV pull any douche moves and put trick questions on their tests?" In school, some teachers were infamous for such a tactic. If she went in knowing, then she could at least mentally prepare for any possible mindf*ck.

She always wondered how people could eat such a small lunch as she watched Price consume his Lunchables. It was such a kid-sized meal, it was just completely foreign to her how he could eat so little.

"That makes sense" she mused aloud about the trick questions. "Sometimes wish that worked in the schools as well then." She grinned at the thought of possibly suing the school's teachers for making unfair tests, but it was just a passing thought. Nothing too serious. Her dad might have been willing to sue someone to earn a quick buck or two, but that wasn't the blonde girl's style.

Her grin remained on her lips as she rather easily confessed "If I flat out don't know the answer, then I'm boned! I can't guess worth the life of me." Without any hesitation, she crammed another chunk of burrito in her mouth and tore a section off to chew on. It was an especially large bite this time, so it took her a moment to chew it and swallow, but when she did, she had more to add to her statement. "I've tried all the 'patterns' that people told me work. Never passed a test that way." She shrugged and looked away for a moment, though what she was looking at, not even she knew. It just felt like an appropriate moment to look away.

The blonde turned back with a laugh and managed to point out the optimistic side of it "At least I know that I earn whatever grades I got instead a'bein' lucky, y'know?"

"My philosophy is study yer hardest, or don't bother at all!" She laughed out for a moment before stuffing the remaining chunk of burrito in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged in a humorous fashion as she slowly ground the food up in her mouth. It was almost tempting to ask her to say "pudgy bunnies" for the pure novelty sake.

After about a minute, whether or not the food was sufficiently chewed up, she swallowed down hard before digging into her bag once more. One almost wondered if there was a third burrito waiting in the depths of the lunch bag, but for now it did not seem like that was the case. Instead, a bottle of water was tugged out. Forget energy drinks or juices. Water was the best thing for hydrating! She spun the topper off and practically guzzled half of the liquid in one go. The plastic bottle crinkled and complained at how fast she was drinking, but she didn't ease up until her parched throat was satisfied.

"Ahhhh!!!" she sighed out contently before returning to the land of the conversation with Price. "Gimme a chance to start studyin' first, and y'got yerself a deal, Price! Where'd ya wanna meet?" There was a vague pause before the obvious answer seemed to hit her.

"You could always come over t'my place, since y'already know where it is. Unless ya'd rather keep it t'lunch times at school?" The first suggestion seemed pretty practical to her, and in all honesty, she never even stopped to think how such a proposition could easily be misconstrued into something more than simply "just hanging out."