Cigsnbooks Stories

One boy. One girl. He hates her with every inch of his body. She knew he did and loved to fuel his hatred. There was no real reason he hated her. There was just something about her that made him infuriated. What about her? Oh she didn't hate him. She didn't love him either. She loved the attention he gave her though. She craved his evil glares from across the room. She needed to see him roll his eyes every time she did something.