Wait, are we starting a group study session right now? But I need to prepare flashcards and remember what I'm studying, because that nap has just... blown it all away. Er, chemistry... something about... crap.
Gavin was asking to have a look at what he was studying. That might have been fine by itself, but he was also moving closer. Presumably so he could look at the homework, but still... way too close. Making him uncomfortable, despite his voice sounding vaguely reminiscent of someone trying to talk to a spooked horse.
Maybe Joe could have handled it. He had started to hold his homework out so that Gavin would be able to see it, but then Michelle had scooted closer in order to have a look as well. It was the breaking point. Joe could probably handle Michelle shuffling that close. He might be able to handle Gavin doing the same thing. But both at once was just too much.
Whatever nerves that had stopped him from running away until that point broke and Joe shuffled back rather abruptly and climbed to his feet. His eyes quickly darted from Michelle to Gavin before he shut them, trying to block them out enough so that he could speak.
"Uhm. Uhmm... I... I... Ihavetogodosomething," Joe blurted out. With that eloquency, he turned around and fled the gazebo. He would spend the rest of the day feeling guilty for wrecking the study session, leaving Michelle alone with Gavin and fleeing without saying thank you again for the gogurt.
((Joe Carrasco continued at St. Edwards Bake Sale