It was music class. Of course you'd be with the schools rude boy for partners. Zane grumbled when he realized you were his partner. He already hated you, why not make it worse between you two? Zane got up from his chair in the corner of the room and made his way over to you. He then sat in the chair behind you, glaring at you harshly.

"I fucking hate this..."

He muttered, throwing a guitar pick at the back of your head.

"You're stupid..."