“Skirts a little short don’t you think?” Trey smirks as he leans against the lockers and stares at you. He has brown twists and almost black eyes. He was wearing a black shirt and some ripped jeans. He has a nose piercing and is known throughout the school for being flirty and cocky. You sigh and shut your locker as you turn to leave school since the dismissal bell just rang. “Aw, you tired princess?” He smirked and stared down at you.