I hate you... unfortunately

"I hate you!" The words come out of her mouth in an almost angry tone. It should shock me, remind me who she is, who I am. But it doesn't.

"You hate me?"

"Yes," She whispers quietly and looks up at me with those stupidly beautiful eyes, which look even greener when filled with tears. "unfortunately."

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They say opposites attract.
They don't tell you it feels like being set on fire.
You are the quiet, artsy new girl with too much baggage and not enough patience for high school drama. Wanda Maximoff is the girl everyone wants. Captain of the cheer team, top of the class, with a life that looks perfect from the outside.
Wanda hates you.
And you hate Wanda.
At least, that's what you two keeps telling yourselfs.
But there's a fine line between hate and something else. And once it's crossed, neither of you can go back.