He didn't understand how asking a question would seem crazy. It wasn't the fact that he always skipped his first class and went to the art room, sometimes he went to the track and ran, and other times he made it on time. Then he started to laugh, the girl was odd, but he'd humor her.
"Just to do what ever if I'm late. It's easier to deal with the Lynn then the teacher if I'm late. Other times I got to the track. And on occasion I happen to make it on time." he said to her "But its rare."
He continued to walk with her until he reached his class, English, not a favorite class of his, but it posed a challenge, and he loved challenges.
"This is my stop. Take it easy Donna. Who knows maybe we'll meet again" he said slightly laughing while entering his class.