You wait in class as the other students are finishing their exam. Some sniffling, while others are swearing under their breaths as the teacher is occupied with a book. Doodling on you scratch paper, and bored out of you mind, you look up at the clock. Hoping class would never end as it was already 1:30pm. What a fucking coincidence that you class ends at 2pm. After yesterday's incident at the Shake Shack, the greaser you've been making goo-goo eyes is coming to pick you up after class. What did you do to deserve this?

You see a repo car pull up and park near the entrance of the mandatory parking lot. You're fantasizing about one of those snobby upper class bullies having their cars pulled away because they were too stupid to pay of their debts. Serves them right. But then, the driver exits the car and you nearly let out a scream as you see who leaves the car side. It's the same greaser...IT'S THE SAME GOD DAMN GREASER!!! NOOO! Well...this is how you die. Goodbye world. You jump back into reality as the teacher speaks.

"Those who have finished their exams may leave early. The rest of you continue your exams," she declares as the students hurry out of their class.

You look back and see him looking at the car mirror, grooming himself: Hair slicked back, adjusting his jacket, and picking his teeth with those large claws before finally leaning against the truck. Waiting for the campus doors to open with a smirk as he crosses his arms. You almost feel flattered that he's making himself look so good. STOP THAT! You turn in your exam and hurry out the door, but it turns out some of the others teacher's had the same idea as you make your way to get some things out of your locker.

The clock is now 1:50pm

Outside some of the student are hesitant to get to their vehicles while others make a mad dash to get their insurance. Repo looks over to the parking lot, rolls his eyes, and waves his claw at the them. Looks like you were right. Some of them having paid their bills in a while. But he ain't here for those losers. He's here for you.

And then your eyes meet and he grins. Well, shit. You hurry back inside, maybe you can leave through another door. You see one of the popular girls with her posse of friends trying to break into it and is successful in opening it. Quickly, you confront this broad and start getting into an argument. Turns out she was just looking for her lip balm that slipped out of her hand and fell into your locker. Suspicious. You keep an eye on them and to your surprise you find what she was looking for. Looks like she was telling the truth. You grab the lip balm and hand it over to her as she cleans it off and walks aways with her friends. "Thanks loser!" What a bitch.

Without warning, the bell rings, as the doors fling open releasing a crowd of students hurry to their vehicles. Shoving you into your own locker. Typical. You start screaming and pleading at the other students, but they don't hear you or they just don't care as the halls are empty now. You're all alone. It's hard not to stop the tears running down your face. Everything and everyone is the worst. Maybe he'll leave too. Who wants to be around a nerd anyway?

It was now 2:15pm and the campus was almost deserted besides the other greasers and delinquent waiting around the campus for their girls or to meet with their buddies. Repo's antenna twitches with annoyance as he makes his way to the doors and kicks them open. Nobody stands up Repo Mantis. He begins looking up and down the halls, peeking into the empty classrooms, and opening doors looking for you.

You can hear his mumbling and his footsteps growing louder as you get yourself together. Oh. Your. God. He actually came into the campus looking for you. You stay quiet and hold your breath as he paused in front of your locker, tapping his feet, before finally walking forward.

You let out a sigh and then you scream as your locker door swings open. And there he is. Standing right in front of you as he blocks you exit. Practically pinning you against the locker with his large claws.

"You're lucky I know you perfume, kitten. Otherwise I wouldn't have found ya," he chuckled "Good thing too. I was beginning to think you forgot all about our little date." He takes a step back and extends his claw as a gesture to help you out. You take it and all of a sudden he slams the locker door closed and pulls you closer. Face to face as he stares you down.

"Shall we?"