Samson was tired of ending up in the nurses office because of stupid jock issues. Perhaps that was the reason why he was always picked on because he never ratted on them and didn't fight back. Perhaps that made him even more of a target. Samson winced as the nurse tucked in the bindings, a little tighter than he expected but she was the expert. Samson's mind was racing as he knew that he had to get through two classes before he got to see Angel in third period. Of course he was placed in first period gym with all the cheerleaders, including Melissa. And once again of course the football jocks. He tried getting out of gym, but he had forgotten to get a note from the nurse so he had to participate.<br/><br/>It was miserable running laps on a sprained ankle. But not as bad as trying to play dodge ball on it. The laughs and giggles as each time a red ball slammed into his face got old, making his nose nice and swollen by time he got to his second period English class. Claire and him had the next two classes with one another so she was her typical overprotective bearing self. "Oh my goodness Samson look at your nose!" Claire squealed out before the bell rang. "Yeah what about it." Claire gripped the bottom of his chin and made him look directly at her. He tugged it away from her so he could get on with the class, they were learning about MacBeth. Samson looked out the window he sat by and started thinking about what Angel and Melissa went off to do because she was in a bragging mood in gym today acting like she had gotten something.<br/><br/>He knew that Angel promised him but he had an act to play out and he knew Melissa was all about sex and if she didn't she would twist things around and make Angel's life a living hell. The bell rang and Claire went to go to his locker as her's as well to get their books for him as he limped his way to class. Samson sat down as he gripped the edge of the desk looking over at Angel, smiling slightly until he quietly asked if he was okay. Samson shrugged at first but slightly shook his head no. Sammie looked up at Claire when she walked in but his focus was still Angel. His nose was throbbing as was his ankle but it seem to fade away when he looked at Angel. Suddenly he got really nervous as he started seeing the image of Melissa all draped over him like a scarf. He shook his head clear and tried thinking back to their night together wanting to make the images more pleasing.