You had never liked anything about the small town that you lived in, but you REALLY hated the people. You and Zach had a rivalry that started in elementary school, you were both now in your sophomore year, and still being petty.

You walked into the bathroom to skip geometry when you suddenly saw smoke pouring from underneath the stall. You knew exactly who it was. You banged on the stall door and the emo boy quickly yelled.

“The fuck!-“