A/N: I know I should be working on my other story, but I haven't had the time yet. This is just something I came up with on the bus. I'm in love with the movie 10 Things I Hate About You and the game Undertale. Both do not belong to me, sadly.


I hate the way you call me 'kiddo', and the way you muss my hair,

I hate your little shortcuts; I hate your blue-eyed glare,

I hate your big plush jacket and how you know what's on my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick — It even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always 'all right', though we both know that's a lie.

I hate the dreams I get dreams when you're not around — of us in the Judgement hall.

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you — Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.