You two both sat in the back of the room of saturday detention, the teacher left the room because he figured two people like you wouldn’t manage to talk to eachother. He’s here because he got caught with drugs or for skipping school and your not a social reject who just messed around and that’s how you ended up here.

Nonetheless Sam hated your friends so when you glanced at him he didn’t like it,

“Stop staring.” he mumbled glancing at you.