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Taylor Caniff

8-8shawnwhaddup

You walk into class feeling confident as ever. You don't know why, maybe it was just a good day for you.

"Good afternoon, Kelsi." your teacher welcomes you as you take your seat. You were one of the first ones in English class; as usual. More of your classmates start arriving as you organize your binder for today's class. You then saw him, Taylor. You absolutely hated him. You knew him since 1st grade and want nothing to do with him. This year, you discovered a lot about him, like; using girls just for sex, teasing people, and even making rumors about other people. Every time you thought about him, you were disgusted. Although, he was somewhat attractive, you still didn't want to waste your time on him. You roll your eyes as he passes your seat.

He didn't give you a smile, a smirk, nothing. He just stared blankly at you, more of a pissed off kind of look. You shook it off, not trying to make him ruin your day. You knew he wasn't too fond of you either. You knew all of the rumors that were about you. Of course they were all false; you didn't care about them anymore. Your teacher closes the door to her classroom as she stands in front of the room. "Okay, everyone. We're going to be working on a project for the next 2 weeks." She says to the whole room. "Oh Great..." you thought to yourself. You didn't have many friends in this class, except for maybe two people. You tap your pencil waiting for her to explain the assignment. "You and your partner will be interviewing each other on specific traits of each other." She explains.

"AND ill be choosing the partners."

She takes a hat as she mixes it around. She pulls out names as everyone disperse in their own little groups. Surprisingly, your name must've been put in the bottom of the hat. You look around the room seeing who was left, which was about 10 people including Taylor. "Kelsi." she says aloud.

"Your partner will be Matt." She says pulling the slips of paper out.

You smile at Matt as you get up to go over to his table, until your teacher calls your name again. "Kelsi, I'm sorry! I accidently picked up two slips. Your partner is Taylor. Matt you'll be working with y/f/n."

You feel your head get hot. You didn't want to show how pissed off you were. You collect your books as you stand there looking at him. You didn't know if he was coming to you, or you going to him.

You both continue staring at each other for a good 5 minutes until you gave in. You walk over stomping your feet as you pull a chair next to him. You start by writing your name and only your name on a lined piece of paper. "Taylor." He says. You roll your eyes without looking at him. "I'm not stupid." You say.

"Never said you were. Now write my name down." He says harshly. You did as you were told and wrote his name down as small as you could by being obnoxious. "I'll interview you first." He says to you. "Ok."

"Do I just ask you random questions?" he asks you. "Yeah, I'm the stupid one." You snap. He ignores you as he thinks of his question. "Have you ever experienced with a dick?"

You furrow your eyebrows together. You couldn't take how rude and obnoxious he was being. "You know, I actually liked Matt as a partner, but now I'm stuck with a douche." You say faking a smile.

"I'm a hot douche." He says cockily. You roll your eyes once more. "You know, you'll lose your eyeballs if you roll your eyes like that."

"You know what you're going to lose!" you threaten as he chuckles.

You stand up. "I'm switching partners." You demand quietly. You see Taylor's face turn from evil to civil. "Sit down." He motions you.

You take your seat staring into his rude little eyes of his. "I'm sorry." He says.

"I just don't know how to act around you." He says quietly.

"I honestly don't care how you act around me, I just need a good grade that's all." You say as you write down your questions. You liked your first one as you see Taylor peek up onto it. It read 'Why do you wear those stupid bandanas?'

"The first question offends me." He says in a girl voice.

"Oh, kiss my ass." You say as you continue writing. "Oh, I will."

You look at him with a disgusted face. "You're disgusting."

"Take a chill pill or something"

You then hear the bell ring. You felt like the lord has saved you from that awful hour the passed by. You pack up your things as quickly as you can to get out of that hell house you now call it.

"Hey, Kelsi." Taylor calls out. "What do you want." You spat. "Your number."

"Fuck off Taylor." You say clutching on to your bag. "No seriously...for the project."

You sigh as you write your number onto a piece of paper. You throw it at his face as you walk out of the room.

~Later

You were in your school library waiting for Taylor. He was late as usual, and you weren't really surprised.

You then see him walk into the room. You didn't get up too greet him, you just coldly stared at him. "Hey Kelsi."

"Hi."

"We gonna do this?" he says as he puts his books down.

"No, we're just going to sit here." You say sarcastically.

He laughs as he pulls out his questions which were ordered neatly. You looked at him surprisingly. Your sheet wasn't even as close to his. You didn't say anything though, you didn't really want to show him your gratitude. "Ok, Taylor. Why do you wear those stupid bandana's?"

"To express myself."

You thought to yourself, it was actually a good answer. You shook your head writing down his answer. "Your turn" you say without any emotion.

"Ok...why do you hate me?" he asks. You take in a deep breath. "I don't hate you. I hate the things you do."

"What did I ever do to you?"

"Taylor, I don't want to get into this right now." You say writing down some more stuff until he puts his hand on top of yours. It was so warm and kind of made you jump. You looked up at him as he stared into your eyes. "Tell me."

"You're so obnoxious and rude and careless and annoying and weird and dumb and you're a douche and the list goes on." You continue.

"Ouch." He laughs.

You looked at him confused. "Why do you hate me?"

"I actually think you're pretty cool. I heard things about you which made me kind of distant from you."

You look down a little hurt. You never liked the rumours about you, and to think that people think of you differently made you feel worse.

He noticed how upset you looked. "Hey, I don't think of you like that though."

"You don't?"

"I like your humor and sarcasm. It makes me feel like someone cares for once." He confesses.

"I guess I've thought of you wrong." You say rethinking everything. Of course Taylor was an obnoxious teenage boy; you just didn't really know him that well. "You're actually really attractive and smart and caring and nice but mean at the same time which is hot." He says playing with his pencil.

"Thanks Taylor." You smile.

"Well not that we've got all of that cleared up wanna answer real questions?" he laughs.

"Yeah, sure." You giggle. "Okay, do you really think my bandanas are stupid." He said touching his.

You laugh to yourself. "I think it expresses you very well, Taylor."

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