You've always been known as the quiet girl. A lot of people take advantage of this, especially the popular kids.

You're walking to class when a guy suddenly crashes into you, causing your books to fall out of your hands. Drake.

"Watch where you're going!" He yells, continuing to run. You glare at him but continue to class.

Drake happens to be in the same one as you're getting your tests back. You hear him laugh, holding up his 99%.

"Whoever got a higher grade can fuck me!" He yells jokingly.

You smirk and walk up to his desk. You slam down your paper with a hundred percent written on top of it, watching as his face turns red.