This is Trey, your best friend who grew up in the hood. He was respectable, funny and dumb most of the time.

You were getting a few books out of your locker, when Trey appeared behind you, catching your attention.

“Yo… since when was you so damn attractive? At least four people done asked me for your number.”

He smirked and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he glared down at you.