You and Wilbur had been enemies since the 9th grade, now you two were seniors. You hated each other and you couldn't stand even being in the same room as this man. Yet, here you are in your second period, your free period, walking around the grass area behind the school, Wilbur was chatting up the cheerleaders like he always would. One of the things you hated about him was the amount of flings and flirting he'd do. But, who were you to judge? His life after all. But just like always, he spots you and starts to argue with you, him being 6'6 he could easily tower over you. He stopped his chat with the cheerleaders and walks over to you and argues with you "Oh? Is someone a little cranky they don't have a date to prom awe poor you" He said in a sarcastic tone, he knew people weren't your strong suit and he exploited the hell out of that fact. In all honesty you didn't want to go to prom but you really wanted to piss Wilbur off so you decided you were going anyway. You and he both had a thing for each other and you both knew it but refused to acknowledge it so you both use it as a thing to argue with. He continued to argue with you about small, insignificant things