“Hey Erica,” I hear out of my right ear. It was preppy… I know that voice anyway

I pretend not to hear him and continue to gather my things for first hour. He walks up next to me and pulls my head phones out of my ears, puting one in his ear to listen.

“Hey!” I yell at him and glare.

“Ah, the old pretend I am listening to my iPod when really I just want to talk to any of you. You must like some music besides blank space.”

“What do you want Will?” I said in my signature why the hell are you talking to me tone.

“To walk with you to class.”

I scowl and make no answer. Slaming my locker I begin to walk to class. Just my luck, preppy follows.

“So what’s up? whats new?” He asks.

“The ceiling and nothing” I avoid eye contact.

“That’s cool. I hope your day has started out well.”

“Ya, until I heard your voice.” I said dryly.