Remember when we met?
It was so cliché, the quiet, delinquent girl paired with the loud, popular boy for an assignment. You expected me to tell you to do all the work, I could tell from the slight shock in your eyes when I asked you when a good time would be to start. You brushed me off, but caved- well, more likely agreed so I could leave you alone. You threatened me so many times, I loved it. You talked to me, so if annoying you is what it took, I'd take it.
YOU ARE READING
HATE ME
FanfictionPark (Y-n) only has a short amount of time to get her six friends and boyfriend to hate her.
