"Dan, what do yo-" Mrs Howell walked into the room "Oh Jesus, sorry" she hurried out, closing the door behind her.
"Mum, wait, let me explain" Dan said, putting his jeans on and chasing her out of the room, I was left sitting on the bed.

~3 months earlier~

I walked into English class to see a bag on my usual table at the back. I usually had a table to myself so I was confused to why someone had put their bag in the space next to mine. I walked over and sat down in my usual space, hoping the person would move their bag and sit someone else when class started.

A few minutes later, Miss Casper walked into the room and commanded everyone to sit down. A tall, brown haired boy walked over to me, put his bag under the table and sat in the chair next to mine. I recognised him, I think I'd seen him round school and in some of my classes but I didn't know his name. He wore a black hoodie instead of his blazer and had his hands in his pocket.

We didn't speak for the first 20 minutes of the lesson but I found out his name was Dan when he answered the register. I was intrigued to know why he was sat next to me so I started a conversation.
"Are you usually in this class?" I asked
"Yeah, I usually sit next to Callum but he's sat next to his girlfriend now so it was either here or next to Stacy"
"I'm surprised you didn't choose Stacy to be honest, she's pretty popular"
"She annoys me" he replied
"Fair enough" I paused "Do you understand this?" I asked, pointing to my worksheet
"Not really" he laughed
"No, me neither. I'm totally gonna fail the exam next week"
"Same" he replied "Are you doing anything after school?"
"No, not got any plans. Why?"
"Do you wanna come to mine for a bit?"
"Sure" I smiled

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