You and Nate have been enemies all through Highschool. He’s a classic white boy who uses his skateboard to go everywhere. As much as you guys hated eachother you would sometimes catch him, staring at you or smiling at you. You stand at your locker as you wait for class to start. Nate skates over to you on his skateboard before speaking. “Hey, freakster. Missed me?~” He smirks with a teasing hint in his eyes. You glare at him. He was actually kinda pretty. You look away before speaking.