Picture is Caleb
-Tristans pov-
Mrs. Green announced that she was going to assign our partners. The room filled with groans and sighs, I didn't really mind. Caleb was in this class and I was hoping that she didn't put us together. She started calling out pairs, "Hanna and Brett,Louise and Mark, "Caleb and Tristan" when I heard that I immediately hated the idea of us working together, especially an at home project. I have to go to his damn house! I mentally groaned and looked at Caleb, he looked more horrified than me. "Okay now get with your partners and discuss you project." Mrs. Greens voice filling the room. Caleb walked over to me and sat down, "Erm.." I trailed off. "Listen nerd, meet me at my house at 8 tonight." Caleb spat harshly "b-but I don't have your addre-" I was cut off by a piece of paper hitting my desk. I opened it and it said '346 hickory lane, be there at 8' I looked up but Caleb was already back at his seat.
-LE TIME SKIP-
I final bell rang signalling it was time to go home, every ran out of chemistry class and out the door. I walked towards my locker seeing Jackson Turner standing there. I went to turn around but he grabbed my arm, I thought he was going to hit me so I put my hands up in defence. I heard Jackson chuckle "Tristan I'm not going to hurt you." He said letting go of my arm, "T-then why are you h-here" I stuttered horribly. "I honestly just want to be your friend, I know what I did to you was wrong but I'm willing to make it up to you." His green orbs sparkled, "W-why me though?"
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