When my mom had dropped Ashton and I off for school, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I stopped and pulled it out and saw what made it go off. It was a number I didn't recognize.

Meet at 120 Winston Hollow
@ 12:00 a.m.

Again, that Winston Hollow address I saw in the middle of the night on my door.

"What's wrong?" Ashton stopped when he noticed that I had fallen behind.

Knowing how nosey Ashton can be, I decided to not tell him about the text message. I didn't want him going through my phone and play twenty questions with me. Plus, I had a bunch of random screenshots in my photos I had no explanation for and I didn't want him to see.

"Oh, nothing! Uh, mom texted me." I lied as I caught up to him.
"What she say?"
"Uh-Have a good day boys." I fibbed. Ashton gave a confused look and then brushed it off, not thinking much of it. Man, I was such a bad liar. But he bought it so it must've been good enough.

I got to my locker with the sharpie drawings all over it and grabbed my books for my first class only them to have them knocked out of my hand by the obnoxious senior that is Andrew.

"Fag!" He shouted behind his shoulder. "Ya dropped somethin'!"
"Fuck off." I shouted back.
"Machulski! Language!" Some teacher scolded at me.
I rolled my eyes. I was in no mood for this.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me!"
"I'm sorry?" I said, with a little unintentional attitude.
"Attitude! Right there! That's it! You just bought yourself a detention!"
I snapped.
"Best money I've ever spent." I snapped, intentionally giving attitude this time as I stormed off heading off to my homeroom.

My biology teacher concluded our lesson with saying "and that's why nobody can live on Jupiter." after some kid asked about life on other planets besides Mars. He was just about to go on to the next lesson until there was a knock on the door.
"Hi, is this biology?" A sweet familiar voice spoke from the doorway.
"Yes it is. And you are...?"
"Angela Sanders. Preferably Angie."

I turned my head really fast it was practically backwards. I couldn't believe it! She's in another class with me. Now I have a reason to look forward to Biology.

"Okay. Did you transfer out of geometry?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then, welcome to Biology. We have a fairly small class so just pick a seat where ever you're comfortable."
"Thank you."

Suddenly, the phone rang and my teacher went to answer it.

I was the only sitting at the two desks so I waved at her signaling for her to come sit next to me. She smiled and set her books down and sat next to me.

"Hey Spencer! I didn't know you were here." She said cheerfully.
"Yeah I've been here since day one." I said awkwardly. "How come you transferred?"
"My schedule changed. And I had the option to drop geometry so I did. It was too hard for me to grasp all at once." She explained. I nodded.
"Oh by the way we have this project coming up and we're allowed to have partners so I-"

"Spencer!" My teacher interrupted.
"Yes ma'am?"
"They want you down in the office."
'Dammit'
"O-okay." I turned my attention back to Angie. "So since we have that project coming up in a few weeks I was wondering if you-"
"I think they mean now, Spencer."
"Yes ma'am."

I didn't want to piss of my teacher so I
put my sweet talk aside and just jumped to conclusion.

"You wanna be partners?" I laughed as my voice cracked slightly as I was heading out the door. She laughed with me.
"Sure. I'd like that!"
"Cool!" I made it out the door in time to head down to the office before my teacher had the chance to tell me to leave again.

I swear to God if this is about the whole thing with Andrew and detention I'm going to lose my shit.

"Are you Spencer?" The lady at the front desk asked.
"Yes." I answered
"This is for you." She handed me a really small envelope. I suddenly got a little suspicious.
"Who's it from?" I asked.
"I don't know. Some guy all in black. He smelled like a music festival. He claims to know you like a brother and he asked if I could give it to you then he left." She said.
"Okay. Thanks."

So many weird things are happening.

'But who would know me long enough to know me like a brother?'