you drive a hard bargain scran evans

Welcome to your new school Scran Evans!

sam's POV:
oh no, its the first day of school and im already late to form. this is so embarrassing for me, how am i gonna make a good impression on people when i'm literally late? thats what i get for going to the shop i guess, i thought it would be okay since theres a co op relevantly close to the school. i went to the shop to buy some scran to sell at school, i thought maybe it would get me well known throughout my year, pretty smart i know. ive got quite a good variety as well: gum; galaxy chocolate; moams: fruit windups. thats it actually, but chocolate and sweets, cant go wrong with that.

i pull out my timetable from my blazer pocket, struggling a bit with all the stuff i have in my hands since i didnt have enough time to put it in my bag yet. "D10" i thought, so D block then? i look around the campus looking for some directions until i turn to my right to see a building with a sign saying "d block". perfect. i practically ran into there, feeling adrenaline from how nervous i felt. i passed by the toilets which conveniently had a mirror, so i just had a quick check up in it. "looking good scran evans" i say to myself as i shoot finger guns. i hope that name takes off, i think its really smart considering im going to get myself known for selling scran. i continue to walk down the corridor, im walking pretty fast because im quite late now and im gonna be honest, im excited. this is a new school for me since i left my last one in january 2020, and then the pandemic hit and i havent actually been inside a school in about a year. but its march of 2021 now. and i am more than ready.

as i observe the posters upon the wall and the clubs that take place in this school, i turn the corner only to see a face at most 7 inches from mine and BOOM. i smack right into this person, knocking both of us off our feet. good god that hurt my head, jesus. not only does my head hurt now but my scran fell all over the floor. great. on my first day as well? this is embarrassing, humiliating even. i start to pick myself up as i rub my head, "jeez, i'm sorry. i think that was my fault-" i look down to see a boy, lying on the floor and leaning on his elbows. wow. ive gotta say this is a sight. his facial structure is... very nice to say the least. like this might possibly be the prettiest man ive ever seen? he starts to speak, "what the fuck dude, look where you're fucking go-" he looks up to me and we lock eyes for a blissful second. my breath hitched at the intensity of his stare. that soft, angelic look i saw mere seconds ago when he was lying on the floor was quickly erased. but he didnt finish his sentence? "oh you're new here" he continues whilst he starts to get back on his feet, "to be frank with you, i dont care where you come from, look where you are going." he glares at me and then leans down to pick some of my scran up off the floor. "oh no dont worry about it i can get that." i start leaning down as well and reach for the galaxy bar that he was also reaching for. our hands touch, and within a millisecond, he jolts his hand back. i continue to pick up the bar and everything else. "what are you even doing with this much food?" he questioned with an annoyed tone. he talks like this but i dont think this is how he truly acts, i get that impression from when i saw him looking so peaceful on the floor. "oh i was thinking, as its my first day, to get a good impression on people i would sell some scran."

he slightly chuckles at my statement, "thats cute. but lifes not always that simple, good luck though." he says as he walks away. im nearly finished picking up all my food but i need to know this guys name. "hey wait! i need to know your name." he reaches an instant stop and then slowly veers his head around. he lowly laughs to himself and then turns his whole body around, hands in his pockets "brad. and yours?" i quickly gather up the last of the food that fell on the floor, "sam, my names sam."
"well, nice to meet you sam" he slyly smirks, then turns back around and carries on walking to the exit of d block.

wow. that is literally all i have to say. the first student i meet in this school and he is an absolute stud. still star struck by the man i just interacted with, i open my bag and put all the scran in there. if i was late before, then i am extremely late now, i seriously have to get going to form. actually now that i think about it, where was brad going? why isnt he in form? is he skipping it? ohhh so hes a bad boy. how stereotypical. 'brad the bad boy', hilarious. i shouldve known by his default tone he took with me, it was very... obnoxious and had a tinge of self-importance to it. yep, definitely shouldve known that he was that type of guy just from that. thats my bad i guess.