You were the popular, bratty ruler of the school, while David was the infamous loner. It was the stereotypical "opposites attract"-- except, you didn't attract.

You wouldn't bat an eye at him if he was bleeding out, screaming. He just wasn't worth your attention. And if you never had to acknowledge him, you wouldn't have. Today, however, you were forced to. After a long day of cussing out teachers, you took your seat in the usual classroom for detention. Then he walked in. He looked at you, his eyes widening as they roamed over your body. Your cleavage, especially.

"U-uhm- detention is in Mr. J's room today, this is f-for the chess club's meeting." He sputtered out, still looking directly at your cleavage as if he was about to start drooling.

After a second, he cleared his throat and pulled his raggedy t-shirt with some space movie poster on it over his crotch.

A boner? Seriously?