Sam walked to school in a slump. Today, will be another day..He thought dejectedly.

He sighed and walked through the school's gates. Hell's gate. He thought, holding in a chuckle. He walked through the gates and he walked through the long corridors called hallways. He brushed his fingertips along the cold, metal, and bluish gray lockers.

Suddenly, his back slammed up against the locks. He winced and tears stung the corners of his eyes. He looked up at his attacker. It was Chris, the school's quarter back. Chris gave Sam a crooked grin, showing his, not so perfectly straight, teeth.

Sam whimpered and Chris raised his fist and threw a punch at the cowering nerd. The fist made impact with Sam's cheek. He whimpered and held his face, tears streaming down his cheeks. No, I am not going to be weak. He wiped his tears and kneed Chris in the stomach.

Chris groaned and held his stomach, Sam made that his chance to escape. "You'll pay for this, nerd!" Chris bellowed.

Sam ran. His heart was thumping heavily in his chest. He felt his legs grow weaker and he slowed down to catch his breath. He put his hands on his knees as he panted for breath. Phew..I think I lost him. He thought standing up straight.

He looked behind him and saw a pissed off Chris kicking a locker to vent out his anger. Sam felt his veins freeze and he quickly gathered his breath and ran for his class. He was running until he crashed into something, or someone.

"Ow!" Sam yelped, falling on his behind.

"Oh sorry!" A guy with strawberry blonde hair apologized.

Sam cautiously looked up and his eyes widened. Oh no! Not now! Not another bully! He raised his arms up to cover his face. "P-Please don't hurt me.." He whimpered.

The guy raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Why would I hurt you?" He asked, holding out a helpful hand.

Sam bit his lip and hesitantly grabbed it. The guy grinned and pulled Sam to his feet. "Well, hello! My name is Nick. Nick Carmen." Nick greeted.

Sam pulled his hand back and he averted his eyes. "I-I'm Sam..Sam Swanson." He greeted back.

Nick analyzed Sam for a moment. Sam was wearing dark brown jeans, a navy blue sweater, a red necktie, and red converses. Hm..? He's pretty adorable. He thought with a grin.

Sam shifted uncomfortably and started playing with the hems of his sweater. "Wh-What..?" He asked in a soft voice.

Nick snapped out of his daze and chuckled. "Ah, sorry sorry! I guess I was daydreaming!" He said, scratching the back of his neck.

Sam nodded and let a soft smile out. He's not mean...maybe, he's not a bully. He thought. The bell rang and Sam snapped out of his thoughts. "Crap! I-I'm late!" He exclaimed panicking.

Nick laughed. "Its fine dude! We're not that late." He stated.

Sam's lip quivered. "But I've never! Been l-late! Ever!" He proclaimed, biting his thumbnail.

Nick's jaw dropped. This guy, cannot be serious?'! "Wait...seriously?! Never?!" He asked shocked.

Sam nodded. "I-I got to go! S-Seeya." He said, fixing his backpack and running to his locker.

Nick placed a hand on his hip. What a weird dude. He thought shrugging. "Oh well! Best not to dwell on things." He stated, walking in the opposite direction to his own class.

*****
Sam was sitting in class. It was fifth period and class would end in five minutes. He sighed and started writing down random equations. It helped him calm down. "Mr. Swanson?" Mrs. Lebel questioned.

Sam looked up shyly. "Y-Yes?" He asked, twiddling his thumbs.

"Could you be kind enough and write down the body of this paragraph?" She asked pointing to the whiteboard.

Sam bit his lip and nodded. He stood up and pushed his chair in, then walked to the board. He sucked in a deep breath and grabbed a marker and prepared it to write.

Sam stared blankly at the board. What? What is wrong with my arm? It wont move! He shook his head lightly and started writing down the problem. He had a knowing smirk gracing his lips. He was the smartest kid in this entire school and he knew it. He always got straight A's, never below.

After he was done, the smirked left and his blank expression returned. He walked back to his seat, leaving everyone staring at him. "Oh my! I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Mr. Swanson." Mrs. Lebel praised.

Sam sighed as some of the other students snickered or did the fake cough saying nerd. He balled his fists, but didn't act on it.

Class ended and Sam quickly gathered his book and made a bolt for his locker. He was almost there when a fist came flying at his face. Sam gasped and fell go the ground in a heap. "Thats what you get for kneeing me." Chris spat.

Sam whimpered as Chris's rage filled eyes, bore into his. "L-Leave me a-alone!" He commanded quietly.

Chris howled with laughter. "You dare tell me what to do?! Haha!! Well, I have to go. My girlfriend is calling me over. I'll be back later, prepare for your punishment." He muttered.

Sam felt tears sting his eyes. As soon as Chris left, He got up and ran for the library.

When he arrived he walked in and quietly closed the door. "Hello Samuel." The librarian, Mrs. Henry, greeted.

He looked at her and waved lightly. They were on friendly terms because Sam went to the library everyday for lunch.

He walked over to the table farthest from the door. He sat down and started eating his tuna sandwhich.

*****
Nick was walking down the hallway. Girls were fawning over him and practically falling at his feet. He just shrugged them off and continued to walk. He couldn't get Sam off his mind. Why is this dude bothering me so much? He wondered.

He saw Chris and his girlfriend, Chris waved him over. "Dude, I found a new toy." He stated, grinning like a madman.

"Huh? Who is it?" Nick asked curiously, tilting his head.

Chris grinned. "Follow me and I'll show you." He stated.

Nick nodded and shoved his hands into his pockets as he followed the football player.

*****
Sam was eating when the library door opened. His eyes widened as he saw Chris and...Nick?! He felt his heart drop. I thought...he would be different.

Chris looked at Nick. "Alright, stay here while I find him." He commanded.

Nick rolled his eyes and gave an annoyed nod. After Chris left, Nick walked over to the manga section. He's a closet otaku.

Sam hurriedly hid in between the history shelves. Chris came looking for him not even a minute after. Chris looked at Sam and gave him that crooked grin of his. He grabbed Sam's shirt collar and he glared at him. "Well well, I knew you'd be here, nerd." He growled.

Sam whimpered. Chris was about to throw a punch when, "Sam?!" A shocked Nick questioned.

Sam looked at Nick with hopeful eyes. "N-Nick..." He murmured tearfully.

Nick glared at Chris. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He asked angrily, glaring bullets at Chris.