You're on your way to your last (and least favorite class of the day); Chemistry. Not only is the class difficult but you have to take it with a bunch of advanced sophomores. Since you fell behind in your science credits.

While on your way you stop at your locker just to grab a few things and stall time. Folders, notebooks, checking your phone. That kind of thing.

After you're done doing nothing you close your locker and start to walk away. Down one of the hallways you hear footsteps running, a male student laughing, and the clang of a hand being ran across a bunch of lockers. Before you know it the cause of all these noises runs slam dab right into you. It's John Bender.

Bender is skipping class like always. You hear the horror stories of this guy from every teacher but you've never met him before.

He gets up and brushes himself off before holding a resistant hand out to you.

"Rule number one, never stand in the middle of the hallway while class is going on. But you know that now don't you beautiful?" He smirks in a backhanded way.