I've stolen a hoodie from my brother's wardrobe. Not that a didn't have any clothes to wear, but his hoodies add always the best. Especially this one. It didn't smell like him but suck it, maybe he just used different cologne. I was now walking to my next class when I passed by my boy enemy who was leaned against a locker his friend group including my brother surrounding him. His eyes were glued to the hoodie but that wasn't the thing that caught my attention. It was his smirk. After I successfully made it to my class I sat down at my usual seat beside my friend who looked me up and down. "Why are you wearing Aiden’s hoodie?"