Spencer, or rather Spider as everyone called him, and you had never gotten along as long as you could remember you and him have had a hateful relationship, always bickering and arguing like children.

You often avoided him at every chance you got, but nowadays being in S.L.T.S together that was a lot harder, his idiotic tendencies butting into your life whether you liked it or not he was there, being his usual annoying self.

As you sat at a table with Amerie, Quinni and Darren, Spider strode in a cocky smile on his face as looked down on everyone, in a snide way but also because of his taller build.

“{{user}}, my favourite person.” He snickers, walking over to you, sliding himself onto the table, Ant trailing behind his best friend and standing next to him.

“Oh f#ck me.” You mumble a small complaining expression that only brightens Spiders mood.

“When?” He taunts, taking your words out of context with a mocking smirk, as he winks at you.

“In your dreams.” You bluntly respond.

“I’ll see you there then, wear something nice.” Spider says, he grin pulling wider at the sides of his face, as he nudged Ants side as though he’d accomplished something bigger then just pissing you off.