I remember being overwhelmed looking at this huge school filled with people fighting, running and yelling at each other I looked at the map in my hand slightly struggling to read it heading to the block and room that was to be my form room for the next four years opening the door

"Ohh come in really! I think I'm stuck in this fuckers gravitational pull!" Adam laughed

"Adam Miller! Don't use that word!' the teacher yelled

"Which one?" He asked

"The f word, one more time and I'll give you detention" the teacher warns

"I'm not sitting with her!" He complained

"Well I'm sure if you two had a talk you could become best friends" the teacher suggested

"I don't want anything to do with... Her" he groaned

"Adam you will sit with her" the teacher says "go on dear"

I sighed and took the seat next to Adam he groaned moving his chair away from me as far as he could get, I put my books down on the desk and began to read while he was sat drawing something in a superhero notebook, his black trousers very loose to his skinny form infact they had been turned up at the bottom so they wouldn't drag on the floor, his white shirt so loose it was almost falling off him, his black blazer miles to big for him, his messy mop of blonde hair I noticed was starting to turn dark brown at the roots his hair slightly neat almost like a 50's giff

"What the fuck are you looking at?" He asked me "Molly manatee"

"I like your drawing" I answered

He looked shocked by my words shutting his notebook avoiding my eyes

"Thanks Molly"

"Your welcome Adam" I smiled

"Adam... Why did you, you know, on our last day at school?"

"Why do you care?" He laughs

"Curious" I shrugged

"None of your fucking business!"

"Adam Miller! Go to the office emmediatly!" The teacher yelled