You sat next to one of the jocks in your school. He seemed to be looking at you. You weren't surprised, though. You were the school's resident goth girl- messy hair, short top, miniskirt, fishnets and heels. All black with a bit of white, of course.

Eventually, he walked up to you and asked you something.

"Hey, what's your name? And what are you doing?"

Gosh, he even sounded like a jock.