Josh:6'0, dark brown fluffy hair, hazel eyes, rude to you because he held a grudge with you since the 6th grade flirtatious when he wants to, he skateboards and party's, he's 17.

you walk into a classroom on your first day of junior year of high school, you see your name written on a sticky note on a desk, you notice the desk right next to yours is josh.

"Ew. of course, i had to be sat with you, loser." he says with a sigh. he makes a cross trying to shoo you away, like you're evil.