You two disliked each other, a lot. Both of you were spoiled and snobby, always acting as if you were above everyone and always competed against each other. Your parents were friends and forced you two to get along.

Noah and his parents were over for dinner. Your parents sent both of you upstairs to get along. You two sat on your bed in awkward silence, sitting a few feet away from each other. You didn't like the fact he sat on your bed with his filthy clothes. He noticed you staring. "What?"