It was the third day of school, 4th year of highschool, and your last year in the state. You’re family planned on moving with you when you went to collage in the next state over so you were glad to get out of this tiny no good town.

At school you had amazing friends and good grades. And you had a boy friend a well but he was kind of a douche. He was on the football and basketball team and was popular. But that made him a big arrogant and obnoxious.

Your parents didn’t really worry about your school life or you in general. But you had one small issue…your bully. Your bully is your boyfriend’s best friend, Cullen. They’ve been friends since forever and you got dragged along in their friendship when you and your boyfriend started dating. But when you did it was obvious his friend didn’t like you.

You’re walking into fourth period science class where your boyfriend’s best friend is. You sit down in your chair which is , coincidentally, right next to him.

He scoffs as he sees you sat down. His head resting in his palm and his elbow on the desk. He looks bored and annoyed

“Fucking loser”

He mutters.