Vincent's POV
As I tried to walk my shirt got caught on something. I pulled it and then I realized it was stuck in the door of my locker. The boys laughed or whispered as they walked past me. Derrick came by and shook his and was about to walk away.
"Wait! Your not gonna help me?" I ask tugging my shirt again.
"Remember you said when we met no matter how close we we're you would never tell me your combination."he said and started walking away.
"I can tell you now!" I yell as he leave laughing.
I'm all alone. Great. But then Sammie came out a stall. He looked at me and walked over smirking.
"I see your stuck."he said.
"Nah Sherlock." I said rolling my eyes.
"And to think I was going to help you."he said turning away.
"Wait. I'm sorry." I said and he turned to look at me smirking.
