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Weepy Hollow

"when you're father was around did he stay up all night constantly drinking?! scream at you ?! Could you hear your poor mother being talked to and treated like a dog?! How many times had he said he wished he never had you or purposely took the money and went gambling just so you could be on the street?! You don't know anything about me! Yeah, I don't have the HARDEST life but it's no cookie cutter dream! You think I care about these stupid clothes?!" she said as she ripped her sweater, took her shoes off and threw them in a bucket of dirty water. "I just want to be loved! Like every other normal human fucking being on the planet!" she said, swiftly taking one of his cigarettes, lighting it up and walking outside.
 
He walks after her, a frown spreading on his face as he clenched his fists. "The funny thing is, yes! Yes I did! My father and yours should go bowling, princess, they complete a pair. The only difference is you still have a home, you're still accepted in school. You don't know shit until you've lived the way I have." He yells back, before barging past her and walking in the direction of his house. He'd tried that school shit and it most definitely was not for him.
 
"stop calling me that!!" she screamed. "why can't you just accept we have more in common than you think! You don't know my life and you're mad because I'm not some stupid trash cheerleader skank that you can stereotype! I'm unique! Everyone is unique! You're bitter because you think you're the only one that's ever been in a bad situation, you're mad at the world!" then she heard about him not having a home and ran after him, stopping front of him. "no home?" she said, her eyes growing wide 
((are you still there by chance??))
 
(Hey, sorry, I had to go into school and do my exam, and when I'm inside if they see phones they confiscate them)


"Just fuck off, you wouldn't understand, okay?" He says back to her, narrowing his eyes and moving some of his hair out of his eyes. He had too long hair for it to stay where he put it, but he liked the length. He looks down at her before sighing and walking past her again, kicking a stone along in front of him and taking a drag of his cigarette that he had forgotten about. He dug his phone out of his pocket and put his earphones in his ears. It may be an old phone, but it still had music capabilities, so he turned on his music and let it blast into his ears.
 
"Fine" she said. Fine, if he wanted to play that game she would make sure his life there was as miserable as possible. "Go back home freak!" She shouted after him. The principal came out and called after him, telling him to get back there. seeing as how athletes get special treatment everywhere, and she was captainof the cheerleading squa, volley ball team and basketball team, the principal waswasn't doing anything to her
 
Tate heard his name being called by the principal and turned to look back, he didn't want to go back into school. He was already pissed off enough because of the stupid blonde, but he didn't think he could handle the football team, and a full day of being teased because he was a gypsy. "What? Go back in there and let everyone take the piss out of me? Trust me, I'd rather not." He yells back to the teacher, shrugging his shoulders and throwing up his arms in defeat.
 
The principal began walking over to him. "Young man" he began, "I don't know what's going on but this is no way to handle it. Now, I'm going to have to ask you to go back to class, or I'm going to have to suspend you" he explained
 
"Shit! I don't care- Ugh. Fine! Whatever..." He grumbles to himself before barging past him, and walking back into school, dropping his cigarette on the clean floors of the hall and stepping on it with his boot, he walks over to his locker and opens it. He wasn't going back to that class, not now, but he'd stay inside the school premises until the next lesson started. He takes his earphones out and puts them in his bag, then gets his phone out and checks it, seeing a message from his mother, written in Romanian, and he quickly replies, before throwing his phone into his bag and sighing.
 
Emily walked back to class and sat down. She noticed his schedule sitting on the desk so she compared it to hers. "No!" She said with a gasp. They had all the same classes together. She put her head I'm her hands and took a few deep breaths in
 
Soon, the bell for second lesson sounded, and, because Tate had made a spare version of it written in his language, because he knew he'd lose one, he walks down to that lesson, before seeing her outside of it. "No way." He mumbles to himself, shoving his hands in his pockets and rolling the sleeves of his long sleeved tshirt up to his elbows. He couldn't wear anything that was higher than that, because school had a thing about tattoo's.
 
Lilly rolled her eyes at him, she walked inside and sat down. "I can't believe this" she said. Its not like they had to be together all the time but just having to be stuck in the same room as him for even a second got under her skin. 'What a douche' she thought to herself
 
Tate would have walked into the classroom, but was shoved out of the way of the door by many of the football team. He bit his lip and when it was clear he walked in behind them, before realising that he would indeed have to be sat with her. He groans and sits down next to her, his eyes ahead, and his fists clenched.
 
Emily glared at him and scoot her chair away. "Go away" she whispered. She didnt exactly know where he would go but she didnt care. She did try to talk to him, but he was tpo good for that, so why even bother amymore?
 
"You're stuck with me," he hisses back and scratches his neck, trying to block her out of his mind. He was an angry guy, that's why he had exploded so much, and he did want someone to be his friend but, not her. Anyone but her, the pretty and popular girl, who was mean for the sake of it. He sighs, closing his eyes and then slowly opening them again, maybe he should try to not be such a dick.
 
She slammed her books down on the table and the quarter back looked at her, "need me to help?" He asked, cracking his knuckles. She looked at tate for a second. "No" thanks though tyler
 
Tate rests his head on the table, covering all areas of sight with his hair so that he could just stay in darkness. He couldn't be bothered with anything that they were learning, he didn't even know what lesson this was. History? Probably, they were talking about Germany and the world war. He hated history.
 
Lilly was taking notes while glancing over st him. 'Why even come to school?' She thought. Then the teacher called his name and ordered him to pay attention. Lilly smirked.
 
Tate looked up and sighed, leaning back in his seat and tapping his fingers on his thigh out of habit. He looks at Lilly out of the corner of his eye and frowns, "stop smirking, princess." He props his head up on his hand and looks at her properly, raising one eyebrow and smirking back at her. He'd given up being mean now that he had made her mad enough.
 
She cut her eyes toward him and she felt something seriously weird, she didn't hate him, she actually got kind of mesmerized by hIm. he really was cute. "don't tell me what to do" she challenged, smiling a little bit.
 
"I'll tell you to do whatever," he says, raising his eyebrows, but he smiles properly, before looking away. He wasn't going to apologise to her for being a dick earlier, because she was a bitch to him too. He couldn't help it if he'd retaliated, and she had been there with the people from this morning, so he couldn't help but have made the connection that she was like them. But, he was going to give her a go.
 
She loved it, his attitude, she loved a man to take charge and be a man. "And what if I refuse?" She giggled, running her fingers down his arm. She kept reminding herself, no sense in holding grudges, besides, look at him
 
"Do I have to make you?" He says quietly, and shivered slightly as she trailed her fingers down his arm, raising his eyebrows, he was still tapping his fingers on his leg, and his smirk just grew wider. He pushes some strands of hair out of his eyes and turns his head to look at her properly. His smirk slowly spread into a grin and he looked away from her.


((Just look at Ben Barnes, unf))


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She smiled at him. "Maybe you can make me after school" she winked. She felt him trembling and put her hand on his arm and one on his leg. "Its okay" she whispered in his ear restimf her head on his neck


((Omgggg I knowwww gahh)))
 
Tate chuckled, then realised something quite important. He didn't even know her name. He raises his eyebrows and cracks his fingers one by one using his thumb, another habit that he had. "Based on the fact that I don't know your name, I'm just gonna call you princess." He doesn't say anything else, but he does move away from her a little, more for the benefit of her reputation than his, considering the fact that he could feel the people behind them staring at them.
 
She laughed. "Do NOT call me that. My name is lilly" she felt her friends staring at her and turned to the front of the class giving him an apologetic look
 

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