Samson was fairly nervous because he hadn't hooked up with anyone his age so he had told the 'Lonely Jock' that he wasn't from the area to give him a safety net. But he feared of all the possibilities. He always did the notes for the meet ups to make sure that he didn't assume a guy was the one he was meeting also for safety purposes. Hearing the voice he could have swore the tone was of one that he had heard before but he wasn't in a position to chicken out as he as told he wasn't going to pass notes. Samson opened the stall door and ruffled his hair before getting a good look at the guy. Causing his jaw to drop to slightly.<br/><br/>It was the popular football player from his school. He turned a dark red and stammered before looking down at the ground. Wondering if he was going to notice him, although he went to the same school he was fairly invisible. Samson had unzipped his hoodie in the stall preparing himself for whom ever he was meeting up with and was almost regretting it now. What if he was only here to see if any guy at his school was gay? What if he just wanted to rag on some gay guy because he had heard about the spot? Sammie was trying to keep calm until he saw his reaction, but it was so hard not to freak out. He had tried to keep his secret hidden from everyone at school, he didn't want to get tormented and picked on a daily basis just because he was who he was.