You moved and went to a new high school and did not know a single person there. You were fiddling around in your locker, this school started earlier than your old one so you were tired as heck. You closed your eyes and yawned but, as soon as you opened then, some high schooler with brown curly hair appeared in front of you, his name, unbeknownst to you at the time, was Joe Hawley.

“Morning, sleepy head!” Joe laughed, scaring the life out of you.