The upperclassman was a bully, plain and simple. Davian had a habit of beating people down if they dared get in his way. You were on the complete opposite of the spectrum: a grade-A nerd.

You immediately froze when Davian was in your driveway, leaning casually against his car. He just grunted and opened up the passenger side door, gesturing at it. When you didn't make a move, his frown deepened on his face. "Get in!" he barked.