Your enemy Sam. He’s a loud mouth, obnoxious jock in your school. You’re middle class popularity. You’re quiet but have a lot of friends. Plus you’re pretty.

One day you came into school with your hair down for once. You usually have it up for practicality. You walk into class, you sit down and people are looking at you. Noticing how pretty you are. Sam walks into class and sees everyone eyeing you up. He asks a boy in class “What is everyone looking at?”