love, Hate

Sadie's POV.

Third period. That's when the most horrible unrealistic thing happened to me. Blaine Clearly hit on me. Hit. On.me honestly my first reaction was to spit in his face but I decided that wouldn't be the most...civil thing to do. Then as he got more into his conversation I realized he wasn't hitting on me...he just needed a tutor.

"Hey." I hear the deep familiar voice, and turn seeing the blue eyes-oh God I hated his eyes. They were so...blue.. But not blue with a million other colors, I hated them.

I roll my eyes, as a habit.

"What do you want?" I ask annoyed but he gets straight to the point

"What are you doing tonight?" That took me by surprise I instantly felt my pale cheeks blush, he smirked.

"No dumbass... I-I need a tutor" okay I admit I laugh... Just a little but it comes out, his eyes narrow.

"Look Mrs.Perfect, I'm not a super smart valedictorian like you..." He trails off looking embarrassed.

Blaine. He wasn't exactly the most popular person, he wasn't a dumb jock, but that didn't stop me from hating him, I will admit a bit of the hate was coming from his looks, he wasn't jock kind of Hot big and Brody.. He was mysterious, with thick dark hair and angular features and the bluest eyes I've ever seen... But it's the fact that he thinks he's better than everyone else.. He sits alone at lunch away from everyone rejecting peoples tries at friendship; therefore I felt no pity for him whatsoever, that's why when he asked me to tutor I laughed in his face.

"I'm busy." I mutter slamming my locker door. He chuckles a bit and stands right in front of me

"No you're not." He smirks that stupid smirk; knowingly I roll my eyes.

"No seriously I am." I sigh I wasn't going to tell him I had a piano lesson.

"But I guess I can Tomorrow. Be over at 2. Call me if the plan changes." I scribble down my grandmas address and my phone number on a scrap piece of paper.

"I'll be sure to call you." He winks and I nearly roll my eyes.

Blaine used to be all that, Sophomore year everything changed. It was weird though because he used to be the hotshot, star basketball player, I don't know what changed, all I know is that a lot did, he stopped playing basketball he stopped hanging out with the people he did. Nobody talked about him much, he wasn't a freak, he wasn't weird he was just there. It was strange. But whatever it was; it didn't change his attitude.. His jerky cocky personality.

At the end of the day Bridget my best friend sense middle school meets me at my locker.

"I saw you talking to Blaine Clearly." her eyebrows knit together as I put my homework books in my backpack. Her and Blaine had a complicated relationship.

"Yeah he needed a tutor." She rolls her eyes but dismisses the topic.

"What time do you have Piano?" She asked as we started walking.

"7:30" she claps her hands "perfect! Lets go find Annie and Emma. I had a new song Idea." Me Annie Bridget and Emma have been in a garage band sense forever. Like I literally don't remember a time when weren't scowling an argument, about names or something, there was another girl in our kiddy band back in middle school but when she switched schools it was too hard to keep up with her although she was an amazing singer. When she left.... We were stuck with no lead singer, that's when I gave up my fear of what other people think.. And I sang.

Now were actually pretty good, and we have an official name, Bittersweet.

"Sure and I had something on the piano for "Forever" I add, then said a quick text message to Emma and Annie.