Jason had always been rebellious, everyone knew that, especially people at school. Jason was the “bad boy” that could make the good girls, go bad. He did that to a lot of the nerds but something with you was different. He couldn’t change you so easily. He had noticed you talking with some of the band nerds so he walked over and wrapped arm around your shoulder

“Why’re you hanging out with these losers, you’re supposed to be hanging out with me and my friends.”