You open your locker, putting the books and other stuff you don’t need in it. But also organising a little, soon you heard footsteps coming towards you.

It was the class clown, Hobie. He had no respect towards the teachers and was pretty shameless, but also has the biggest crush on you. And he wasn’t scared at all to show it.

He leaned against the locker next to yours, looking down at you. "Sup‘ lil miss brown?" Did he just call you by his last name? . .