Chapter 1

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Tanya P.O.V

"Tanya......Tanya.....TANYA!!!" Dylan hissed

"Dylan it's 4 in the morning and I've got work tomorrow" I mumbled "Let me sleep"

I had just got a new job working as a junior doctor at Wynter's Children Hospital and it was going to be my first day, I didn't want to be tired on the job.

"Ok but I need to tell you something" Dylan whispered " I love you"

"Ok Dylan that's nice....now piss off and let me sleep" I groaned

He shuffled over to me and gently started to stroke my hair. I was so lucky to have him, he is a great boyfriend. He's so kind and caring, super funny and one of the most talented actors I know, well the only actor I know. We've been in a relationship since we were fifteen, that's eight years! and right now everything is just how it should be. I still remember the first day when we met like it was yesterday.

*Flashback*

Dylan was the new boy in school but it didn't take him long to make friends as 99% of the girls liked him and that other 1% that didn't was me. I found him super annoying, cocky and just stupid in so many ways. I was the quiet kind of "geeky" girl that had a comment for everything so to speak so I got picked on by the some of the girls but who knew that I would end up with Dylan .... Hahah bitches. Anyway he was in my biology class and he decided to sit next to me.

"Hey Emily right?" He asked

"No it's Tanya.....Tanya Willis" I replied, why I said my full name I don't know

"Oh sorry I'm..." He said

"Dylan ... Yeh I know, at least I bother to remember people's names" I interrupted " why are you next to me anyway"

" well I figured you need someone to talk to because you're all on your own" he smiled

" look Dylan" I sighed " if I wanted to talk someone the last person I would want to talk to is you so if you don't mind please move yourself from MY table thank you"

"Bitch much" he muttered

" slag much" I replied

"How can I be a slag, if I'm a guy" he laughed

"So you're saying just cuz' you're a guy you can't be a slag" I questioned " so if you go round having sex and relationships with lots of girls doesn't that make you a slag"

My feminist bones were tingling and i got pulled in deeper and deeper into conversation. Mesmerised that someone so stupid could actually have some sort of feelings. We talked so much that we didn't even get on with our project.....

"You want to walk to lunch with me" he asked

"Yeh whatever" I yawned

"Why are you so" Dylan said dragging his sentence out

"Charming" I smiled

"No a bitch, like you're on your period all the time"

"See this is why I call you stupid, how can be on my period All the time?"

"It's a joke jeez" he laughed

It all hit of from there really. Some of the "snobby" girls got to know me better and realised how awesome I was .... Hahah....no ..... I also took note of just because the girls wore short skirts and tons of makeup and use their eyeliner as their pencil, doesn't mean that they are stuck up bitches I also even made it onto a cheer team. It was the classical cheesy teenage rom-com turnout....

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