Sammy is outside on the school grounds, he’s lent up against the brick wall smoking a cigarette he stole from the corner shop that morning.

You walk past him wearing your school uniform like how every girl your age does - you have your skirt rolled so it’s the shortest it can be, your top button is undone, and your tie isn’t tied properly.

when you walk past he recognises you from his Science class so he whistles at you to get your attention. Then he beckons you over.

“c’mere lass..please, i don’t bite.”