The slam of the breaks jolts my attention to my mom as she smiles.

“We're here!!” “

Jesus cristo mamá, a little warning next time” I yell pealing myself off the seat with weak legs.

“But if I didn’t scare you, you would just sit here in this car and read till we’re both late. Now hurry up!!”

As I open the door she pushes me out slamming the door behind me. She rolls down the window and speeds out of the parking lot “I love you, Miles!!! Have a great day!!!”

Yay, my mother yelling my name and making a scene is just what I need today. I pull my hood over my head and play my favorite artist's newest album on my phone, thank the gods for that coming out yesterday. Walking down the halls of my school I can’t help but listen in to other people's conversations.

“Wow Angle I didn’t know you got a new tattoo,” a girl says pining over a tall blonde boy.

“Yeah, Angle we love hearing about your tattoos.” Another girl says pulling his arm causing him to stumble closer to her.

I hate people like this, girls that hang all over a guy pressing every bit of themselves onto him so that they might seem “hot”. I mean don’t get me wrong not all girls here are like that just the ones that hang out with Angle, I think. I don’t know much about the guy other than he’s popular with the ladies and knows a shit ton about Greek and Roman myths. The school bell is just barely head over my music, but people rushing to the classrooms sends me out of my thoughts and sends me running to class.

“Huff Huff huff” I take a seat in the far back of the class. I’m not surprised to see Angle walk in with more girls following him like lost puppies.

“Angle!!!!! Hun sit over here with us”

“Yah come on we saved you a spot!!!” A blonde says pulling him over to the table.

“Sorry Ladies, but I promised Price I’d sit with her today,” Angle says looking around the room for ‘Price’.

“Hell yeah, He fucking did!!! And I’m not losing him to you sluts again!!!” A short girl, only maybe 8-ish inches smaller than me, with side shaved pink hair. She’s in all black with a Volcom shirt cut to look like a tank top. You can just barely see a pair of black shorts from under her oversized top. She runs up to him pulling his arm to the seats in front of me.

“NOOOOO Angle!” The girls yell as he gets pulled away.

“Thanks, Price,” he says with a whispered breath.

“You know it, sweetheart,” she says giving him a gentle punch to his shoulder.

The second bell ring before the teacher walks in.

“Hello, students!” The tall slender woman says.

“Hello, Mrs. Clio!” Students yell back at her. A few boys whistle and woop at her.

“Alright, I’m glad to see most of you are awake and ready to learn. Now here comes the bad part, none of you will be in the seat you are in,” there are a few wines and complaints “I know awful teacher alert. But you will be in random groups for this class. I have already chosen the groups and talked with your previous teacher to see those of you that work well together and which if you don’t work with others at all,” She looks towards the back of the class “Like you, Mr. Cortez don’t think sitting in the back stops me from making you participate.”

I hear others whisper about me, “I’ll be willing to work with him!” A voice says I reconcile it as ‘Price’. I turn to look at her. She gives me a sweet smile and nods.

“Well, that’s good Mrs. Anderson because I happen to have you and Mr. Ariti paired up with Mr. Cortez.” She says waving for ‘Price’ to sit back down. “Now,” she says walking down the isles placing a piece of paper on everyone’s desk, ”This list has all of your coupes on it look at them find the people in your group, and sit down together. Miles’s group you are the only ones that are not allowed to sit in the back,”

“Don’t worry Mrs. Clio, Price and I prefer to sit more towards the front anyways,” Angle says. ‘Price’ hits him in the ribs before saying “And will find a way to bring Miles out of his shell!” She says turning to look at me with that same smile as before. I have a feeling that I’ll be seeing that smile a lot more from her. I sneak my way up to where Angle and ‘Price’ have made a spot between them for me and take a seat.

“SOOOOoo Mr. Moody goth boy what your story?” 'Price' says leaning more towards me with a curious look on her face.

"Price that's rude!!!" Angle says yelling a pointing a finger at her from over my desk.

"Fine... How 'bout we tell you about us hun?" She says waving Angle away looking at me for an answer.

"Price come on, you know he doesn't talk-"

"Actually I do... I would love to hear more about you guys.... I know you can tell I don't really.... talk." I say looking down at my hands fiddling with them.

"Alright, I can tell I'm going like this one." 'Price' says laughing under her breath.

"Shut it Price," Angle says so quietly it just nearly addible.

"I'm Price!! Use whatevea pronouns you want. Fair warning I'm a chaotic Polly and Bi Child, So I will flirt, constantly. Just let me know if it's too much for ya' and I'll stop, K," She says almost too sincerely, tilting her head to the left so she can look at me better.

I nod just slightly. She places a kind hand on my shoulder with a quick pat before taking her hand back.