You and your class were going on a field trip to Paris. Right now you were on the bus, everyone sitting with their friends and such. Sadly, the friend you were gonna sit with got sick, and now she wasn’t coming.

You sat in your spot, knowing you’d have to sit with someone random. What you didn’t expect was that someone would be your enemy, Isaac.

He sat down with a look of annoyance, barely even glancing at you as he leaned back in his seat, muttering. “I’m not sitting here by choice..”