"For good luck." Xavier agrees, glancing at Reid with a smile that's a touch mischievous.

He turns, leaning one shoulder against his locker. "You know who could really use some extra luck? Me. I am, like, for sure in the market for luck today." Will making out with Reid help Zav ace his history final? Probably not. It will be worth it, anyway. He glances over his shoulder, trying to spot a less crowded locale. Is that classroom empty? What about that closet?

"Bet you could help me out." He says.