Linn sensed something abnormal or mysterious buried somewhere in Martha, his deskmate. Her sincerity and particularly the sweet smile in her greeting undoubtedly earned her respect and popularity, but her white gloves appealed to everyone. Who ever saw them removed from her hands?—exactly, never. It obviously distinguished her from anyone else.
It deserved to be researched. Linn felt it big fun. The life of senior high was occupied with stacks of books and large amounts of homework, especially when one was a member of the high school with an excellent reputation. Every day, all spared no pains preparing for various examinations. It would bore one to death not to seek excitement. It was impossible for Linn to be lonely just for a minute. One like Linn born to be cheerful would possess several Best Friends like peas and carrots, and Andy was one of them. Andy was outgoing and humorous. He seemed not concerned but nothing can escape his attention. His biggest headache was that he found it hard to control his temper, because he tended to lose patience with others. However, everyone has his strengths and weaknesses. Andy can devote himself to whatever he decided on, full of enthusiasm and confidence. Or Linn would not appreciate him so much. Linn passed him a note, saying, “What on earth do you think of Martha?” Andy blinked at him in surprise and then shook his head despite himself, thinking that birds of a feather flock together. They resembled each other to such a degree.…………