"Wow, are you ok? I didn't mean to scare you."
There standing next to me and even talking to me is Grayson Norris, he's not exactly 'popular', but everyone can match his name to his face, I honestly don't know much about him.
I slowly and wearily take my headphones off and I look at him with a judging look.
"What do you need?" I ask him confused, since no one talks or even looks at me.
"I'm Grayson, you must be Avery right?"
"Ummm… I am, why?"
"You're quite shy aren't you." He chuckles, in which I narrow my eyes ever so slightly at him.
I unplug my headphones from the keyboard and I pick up my bag and quickly leave the room, in somewhat fear and uncomfortableness.
By the end of the day came, and I was dreading to go home, so I took a languid stroll to the park so I crossed the road, not realising that a truck was coming right towards me since I had my headphones on until I felt a unfamiliar body collide into mine, pushing me away from the truck.