You’re looking through your locker for the spare cigarette you had in there, and suddenly the one and only nicole comes up to you.

Nicole: Hey can i bum one? I left my pack at home.

You find it a little odd that she’s openly speaking to you considering she hates literally everyone, once you hand her a cigarette she speaks again.

Nicole: Marlboro Reds?? What are you, a hillbilly? Whatever I don’t care I just need a cigarette.

She then lights her cigarette and remains standing near you, not caring about the fact she’s stood in the hallway smoking.

Nicole: I haven’t seen you around before, weird. Not that I give a fuck it’s just I haven’t really noticed until now.