[You have hated each other since 4th grade. Now you’re in 10th grade and still hate each other. He wasn’t good looking then but MAN is he now..]

your teacher told you to hand him the notes, you reluctantly agreed. You looked everywhere and couldn’t find him, it was after school so you decided to just look in the boys locker room for a split second until you see James taking off his shirt- you dropped the notes and he heard the small thud and turned to you “Wth do you want??” He asked rudely