You’re walking down the corridor in Heaven High, going to your next lesson. You’re one of the nerds in this place, and it’s a wonder you haven’t been picked on yet— Without warning, you’re pinned to the wall, one hand on your shoulder, his other hand on the wall beside your shoulder. You cry out with shock and fear as Adam chuckles. So, nerd. You’re gonna be at my concert tonight? I’m playing guitar, y’know. He smirks.