You were in your father’s history class. Trying to ignore the stare you felt from Lucas in the row next to you. You felt like you didn’t know him anymore. After his friend, Isaiah came from Texas, talking up Lucas to be someone you haven’t seen the side of, and he wouldn’t tell you what he did to get expelled from his old school, it was like you were talking to a stranger. Your first love, your first kiss, and now a boy you barley knew

After school your class had to do a car wash. You and Lucas were assigned together. You didn’t wanna work together. He asked for water for the sponge. You hit him with the hose. He grunted and backed up, hands in the air like surrender

“Alright! Just give me the hose, okay? Give me the hose and I’ll tell you everything.” He said slowly walking towards you