I would like to start this tale by saying I had no plans of ever getting hooked onto you. Honestly the moment I first met you I disliked you. Maybe it was he way you styled you're hair or the little smirk that you have to girls knowing full well what it did to them. Or maybe it was the air of arrogance and masculinity that you carried with you like a bad stench. I honestly don't know but I knew I disliked you from the start. 

But I thing the winning part would be when you bumped into me when I passed you in the hallway making me spill my drink on me. That day's wasn't a good day for me. It was my first day and like most new kids I seem to actually make my self look like an  complete idiot everytime I came into contact with other students and some teachers.

So when you bumped into me I kind of lost it. Of course you would have never known because you just laughed along with you posies and walked off. Leaving me to clean up the shit that you left behind. Now you might be wondering  during this part why exactly did I fall for you. I'm getting to that but to understand it you have to know the beginning right. I mean every good tale has a beginning, middle and an end . My begenning was that moment where I clean orange juice off my uniform . My middle came when I realised that you actually had a soul. And underneath the arrogant persona there was something . Something human , friendly. And the end well let's not get ahead of ourself yet right ?