My real name is Samantha but people tend to call me Sami. One day I was sitting in class doing my assignments for the day in my home room, when this boy about my age walked into my class. He looked kind of confused but he smiled through it and asked the teacher where he should sit. I smiled at him and he gave me the sweetest smile any human could ever make. He walks over to me and sits down in the empty seat to the right of me. "Hey." He says with a slight smile. "Hi." I said back. "My name is Sami, what's yours?" "Oh yeah, it's Aidan." Aidan I thought what a cute name. He took out his binder after that and started doing what he was supposed to do. I couldn't stop looking at him. His eyes and dimples were the purest thing in the world. The bell rung and I gathered all my stuff and started walking out the door when someone grabs my arm. I turn around to Lisa standing there holding my arm with a piercing grip. "Please let go." I say. "Why should I?" Lisa responded. I looked around for anyone to help me but the only person in the classroom was Aidan and I knew he wouldn't help a girl like me. She finally let go and then whispered "he's mine." Into my ear. I stopped and then realized who she was talking about. I saw Aidan stand up and walk over to me and he looked concerned. But then a group of boys called his name out and ran and joined them as he said sorry.
