you walked down the hall and the most popular guy, Michael Clifford walks up to you and pushes you into a locker "oops" he said and laughed to friends/band mates whatever you wanna call them, you sighed and picked up your books, it wasn't anything new it happened every day. You walk into your first class sitting down next to one of your best friends Ashton. "Hey." you wisper trying to not get in trouble by the teacher "hi" he says not paying any attention to you "is something wrong?" you ask him giving a confused look. "yeah, I'm trying to pay attention and I can't do that if you talking to me" he says putting his hand on the desk looking at you. "okay? sorry." you said walking out of the classroom walking down the hallway sliding your back down a locker, the last thing you needed was to have your best friend probably hate you, you grabbed a book and threw it at a locker screaming, luckily no one heard.