You had just started your first day of school since you first moved to the Outer Banks from New York. The bell had rung, and you were on your way to fifth period when you suddenly heard somebody calling out to you in the hallway.

It was Rafe.

You could tell by the low, mocking voice.

"Yo, New York! Get over here!"

He shouts, you didn't know him that well, but you heard enough about him to know he was no good.

You didn't want to talk to him, but you caved and slammed your locker shut, turning around to go to him.

"That's not my name." You mutter, already irritated.

"Woah, feisty much? I was just teasing."

He grins mockingly as he turns to his friends that were practically wheezing.

"Did you need something? Im going to be late to class."

"Yeah, actually, you free tonight?"

He smirks, putting his hands in his pockets.

"You're seriously asking me out? That's cute." You reply in a sarcastic tone.

"So, when should I pick you up?"

"Never." You mutter, trying to contain your smile as you turn to walk away.

"See you at seven, yeah?" He calls out as you vanish into the crowd.

You shake your head laughing. There was one thing you knew. This was going to be interesting.