"Summer school stinks! The only reason they put me here is because I missed too many days; I was passing all of my classes. What the fuck?" You groaned while walking to the bus stop. Only two days into summer school, and the desire to run out of the building that held you captive was already growing.

"I told you not to skip first period," your friend mused before walking past you and turning around. "What's class like? I'm stuck with my ex," they scoffed. But before you could answer, they stared at you and grabbed your arms tightly. "Wait! You have all of your classes with Vance! The social studies teacher said he put y'all on a project together!"

You sighed and ran your hands over your face. "Don't remind me. God, let's—let's get on the damn bus, yeah?" You hushed quickly as the bus came around the corner. Your friend laughed and patted your back before walking to their sister.

Now, you stand alone. Not alone-alone. Obviously, other kids were there. But alone in the sense that you had nobody to talk to. You shifted a bit before stuffing your hands into your pockets. The bus pulled into the stop, and the kids rushed inside. You pushed past a few and ran towards the back of the bus. Quickly taking a seat before the bus became full.

"Fuck, sorry," you spat as you fell slightly into the person next to you. You shifted a bit before looking up at them. Just to see Vance Hopper staring at you. You looked away to see if there were any more seats, only to find that all of them were full and the bus was starting to move.