Sam's P.O.V.
The day ended rather quickly and I haven't seen Nash at all today. Not that I was looking.
I opened my locker and a note was sitting on my algebra book. I looked around to see if there's someone who might've put it here but everyone was getting into their locker and wanting to get out of here like me.
"Ready?" a voice spoke. I shoved the note in my tote bag and slammed my locker shut. "Uh, yea." I said, forgetting the fact that my homework is in my locker.
"Great, let's go." Travis said, putting an arm around. "Can you not?" I asked, shifting so his arm falls off.
"Oh, c'mon. Don't be like that Sam." Travis pouted, repositioning himself back by me. "No, seriously. I still don't trust you fully yet." I said, once again shifting away from him.
He walked me to the passenger side if his car and opened the door. I got in, surprised at how he's being a gentleman.
He got in, on his side and said, "Yet."
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