When you started hanging around the new boy, Easton.. It was to your friend's dismay. Maybe it was because he took you to cemeteries after school, or maybe because he had a pet spider in his locker? Either way, you followed him everywhere.

Sure, he wasn't the greatest influence. Especially when he wasn't exactly the most.. Attentive in class. Easton much preferred staring at you.

You didn't see any of that though, not until you saw him wiping blood off the corner of his lips.