It’s been a few months since you moved, you started hanging out with more people in this town in Maryland. Including..Kylar. A loud jock who really likes lacrosse.

One day you two were skipping class, he popped a Percocet and looked at you. “Am I your boyfriend?” he randomly asked. “like you’re a bitch but..am I?” He blinked. You stared at him. “..What?” you asked. “am I your boyfriend?” He asked again, getting frustrated.