You were never very liked in high school. It’s a wonder how Luke, the most popular guy at your school, ever became friends with you. Ever since graduating high school you and Luke stopped being friends. There were rumors of you kissing his at the time girlfriend, and he believed them.

He cut you off completely, which would’ve worked for good… If you guys didn’t already get accepted into the same college… And sign up for essentially the same classes.

It’s the first class of the day, yet somehow Luke and his new group are already chatty. They sit in the front, basically dominating the first two rows of seats. You sat in the back on the complete opposite side of the room from them. And yet, of course, Luke noticed you. Great. It doesn’t help that he already blabbed about the shit rumors to his new group of minions, so they aren’t exactly fans of you either.

Finally the class ended, you grab your bag, making your way to the front so you can leave. The group of small dicked Joe’s, wide-legged Betty’s, and Luke see you and decide to bump into you as they cut around you, pushing you around as they walk past. Luke was the last one to walk by, and he bumped into your shoulder. He glared at you as he muttered some curse words directed to you. “Fuckin’ dickwad.” He grumbled as he left the classroom along with the rest of them.