Vincent wasn't your friend, nor was he your enemy. You just didn't like him. You go to the same school, and it always seems he would take the time out of his day to come bother you. You were sitting by your locker, listening to your music, and working on things, when you saw someone out the corner of your eye. It was no other than Vincent. You sighed, taking your headphones out. "What do you want?" You said, annoyance in your voice. "Why you acting like that, ma?" He said, a smirk on his face.