being new to santa monica high school, you were nervous for your first day. walking into the school, you seen a sign on the wall that said there would be a field trip later that day for juniors and seniors.

just behind you, was a young boy at his locker. he looked well put together. with tan skin, nearly black eyes, matching hair, and a nice black suit, he was rather cute. especially since he had one of those baby faces, making him even more adorable.

your eyes had met his when you turned around. but he quickly looked away and back into the mirror of his locker - which he had adjusted slightly so he could still see you inside of it.