Chapter 2

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Tyler's P.O.V

'What the hell is wrong with me!' I thought. I'm supposed to be a hardcore jackass! But instead I get caught up in telling a girl that she is beautiful! As you can tell emotions aren't my strong point. The best way to handle your emotions is to shut off your emotions. Don't feel. But since that girl ran into me my emotions have a mind of their own. Uhhhhh

I discovered that this mansion of a high school has dorm rooms. Not very many. I'd say 50 or so. But in order to get one you have to apply for one. meaning you gotta write a 5 page essay why you want/need one. 

Since I applied before my first day. I got first dibs when my application got excepted. I chose the biggest one. So I decided to go to my dorm for a chill down. I got lost a quite a few times. which is more than I would like admit.  Sunk onto my surprisingly soft bed.

I don't care about that stupid girl! I don't care about my stupid classes. I don't care about anyone or anything! I lie to myself. Uhhhhh! Why do I feel like a alcoholic being deprived of their most favorite alcohol! That's the only way I can describe it. O feel like I'm in desperate need of something.

'More like someone!' The voice in my head says.

"Shut up" I told it.

'I'm right and you know it.' It counters. As I already know he's right. But just not wanting to accept it. I don't need anybody.

'I said shut the hell up.' I snap. Great now I'm talking to myself. 

'I'm just saying bro-'He starts

I quickly interrupt him with, 'I Said Shut The FUCK Up!'

Silence.

'Thank you' I sigh.

She really did have beautiful eyes though. 'What the heck! Why can't I stop thinking about her. She hates you! She doesn't want anything to do with you!  There's nothing special about her! She's just another hoe!  You don't need her! You don't even deserve her! No one wants you! Get it through your god damned head Tyler!' I scold myself.

'Your own Parent's didn't want you! They don't care about you! That's why Your foster dad drinks. So he doesn't have to remember that he has a son. So that he doesn't have to pay you any attention. So he doesn't have to take care of you! Your own foster mom left you! Tyler, your a worthless piece of shit! You think anybody can actually love you!?'

Blair's P.O.V
>>>>>>>>>>Time skip.<<<<<<<<<<

Once I got to school, ignoring the glares from just about everybody, I walked to advanced chemistry and ended up dropping myself into the seat. For about 20 minutes I sat through the most boring lesson of the year yet. Then there was a slam of the door. I look over to see the one and only Mr. Happy Feet, strolling in to class late.

"Late to class I see Mr. Evan's" Mr. Darcy affirms coolly.

"Sorry, Sir. It won't happen again. It's just that someone didn't give me a tour as they were supposed to." He grumbles as he shoot's me a glare with such intensity that makes me finch.

'Great, I just can't wait to get out of this class even more than before!'

He strolls to the only open seat, which so happens to be right next to me. And sits.

'Great. Just great'

All throughout class I catch him staring at me like I'm some goddess.

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