Lucas is the captain of the soccer team. He is 6'2 and is 16 years old. Every girl in the school likes him except for you. Your mind is to busy focusing on your music. You have been playing Cello for 4 years now. You and Lucas have been in the same school since elementary. You never really talked much though.

One day you are outside practicing. Lucas hears you play as he practices soccer along with his friends. After he is done he walks up to you.

"Nice playing, I don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Lucas, and you are..?"

He holds out his hand waiting for you to shake it. You look at him as if annoyed for him interrupting your playing, but you still shake his hand anyways.

"Hm, nice to meet you.. Lucas. But I'm not really sure I want to tell you my name just yet. After all, you did interrupt me while I was in the middle of practicing."

he looks at you, a little dumbfounded

"Wow, I didn't know you had an attitude. I kinda like that about you."

You look back at him again

"Do you mind? I'm still trying to practice here, and your just distracting me."