Tate was sat at his desk, looking out of the window as his peers chattered and gossiped. They never bothered including him, hell, they never bothered talking to him at all, well, that was a lie. The only reason they ever bothered talking to him was when they where trying to make snide remarks about his family or him.
Suddenly the classroom door opened and a girl stumbled inside, her face was slightly red and her breathing was unsteady "S-Sorry I'm late" she nodded, closing the door behind her. Tate didn't bother looking at the owner of the voice, just one more person for him to hate.
"Ah, Miss. Jackson, it's nice of you to arrive" The teacher drawled, his face unsympathetic "As you can see class, we have a new student. If I'm completely honest, I can't be bothered having to explain anything today, so you can all listen to what she has to say for five minutes and then you can finish your pointless conversations for the rest of class" he shrugged, sitting back down, his dark hair flopping backwards.
The girl cleared her throat, this caused Tate to look forward. She was pretty, he supposed, she had light brown hair that had been pulled into a ponytail and tied with some ribbon, her eyes were a murky mix of green and blue, but more green. Looking around the class nervously, the girl bit her lip "Hi, I'm Thalia Jackson. I moved here from New Orleans with my sister Kelsey who is in 10th grade," she smiled
"Yeah, that's it really, I have nothing else interesting to say" Thalia shrugged, looking towards the teacher "Where should I sit?" She asked awkwardly. Groaning the teacher pointed to the inky empty seat in class, the one next to a certain blonde haired, dark eyed outcast.
Thalias lips formed a straight line as she walked over, being carefully not to walk into anyone's desk, hanging her bag over the back of her chair, she jumped when someone tapped her shoulder, turning around a brunette and a cheerleading uniform smiled back at her.
"Chloe Stapleton, nice to meet you" The girl giggled, flipping her dark tresses over her shoulder, "I feel real sorry that you have to sit there next to that freak, so if you want at lunch, you can sit with me and all the cheerleaders" she grinned causing Thalia to raise a brow "Um, sure, although I'm not the cheerleader type" she shrugged, sitting down "That's fine, we can convert you" Chloe teased, winking at her "See you at lunch, Thalia" she smiled, walking back to her desk.
Tate heard what Chloe said and his fingers curled into a fist. Thalia was unsure what to do as she had no one to talk to, she turned to look out the window and smiled softly "Hi" she greeted, frowning when the boy ignored her "You have something on your back" she stated, her face deadpan as Tate scowled, attempting to rip off the note from his jacket. Rolling her eyes,
Thalia leaned forward and ripped off the note, quickly looking at it "Kick me?" Her brows burrowed, "They could have been a little more creative" she nodded, holding the note out to him.
Tate watched as she read the note, he felt his cheeks flush slightly, which was obvious against his pale skin "Thanks" he grumbled, taking the note and crumbling it into a ball.
"What's your name?" The girl asked next, Tate ignored her until she let out a giggle "Ah, the dark and brooding type," she smiled, leaning over so she could look at his book "Tate Langdon."