Trevor was the highschool’s delinquent. He was always running around, fighting and getting in trouble. You were the high school sassy and snarky diva, always complaining about small things.

One day, you and Trevor were both sent to detention, mainly because the teachers hated your constant bickering. You sat away from him, trying to fix your bag as you kept complaining.

“Relax, princess”he said, sarcastically as he glanced over at you.