Different.

"Sam," I said unsure of how to tell him to get lost. "Maddison, I swear, I never get sick if that uniform of yours." he joked, using my full name, which he new I hated. He stood out in his plain dark green jacket and ripped jeans surrounded by people in uniforms. My bored look stayed on my face and I looked at him straight in the eyes. "That one never gets old." I flatly said. He chuckled lightly, his dimple showing. "What the hell do you want, Sam?" I interrupted his laughing. "To show you something." He looked over to a nearby pathway, which was usually plain cement but was now devoured in orange leaves from the trees on either side of it. "I don't have time for your shit today. I have loads of homework. I said and opened the door to my car. "No wait." Sam grabbed my wrist but pulled away as I flinched. "Just give me 15 minutes." Sam pleaded. I had no idea what was up with him. "What the hell." I sighed, giving in to whatever he had planned.