The idiot turned out not as idiotic as I thought when we got to chat a bit on the way to the coffee place he knew.

Turned out his mother was a freak, suffocating her son just because he was the only one that was born normal; it kind of amazed me that I had an ability to focus on what he told me without rolling my eyes or wanting to smash his face.

Apparently, he had a brother and a sister, and they had problems, so they couldn't be with others during great amount of time; I didn't really like him, but I felt sorry for him. Also, he was the only one that wasn't a prick in that motherfucking town.

I found out he liked drawing, just like me, and that was a plus. If he managed to behave like a normal person, maybe we could hang sometimes when I was almost dying of boredom.

"Shit, that's my sort-of-brother." I said as I looked to the front door of the coffee place and saw Adam. "I need to get out of here."

I started to stand up, since Adam was still leaving his convertible car and winking at some girls whose shorts looked like underwear, but the boy grabbed my arm.

"Come on, we go out the back. They know me here, they won't mind." He told me, pulling me through the back door that was close to our table in a split of a second. Adam was just coming inside the coffee place at the moment and I was glad he didn't see me; I didn't really need that asshole giving me shit about skipping school.

In fact, if he found out, he would just go bitch at John and Bianca, and I would get killed.

As soon as we got to the street, I made him drop my arm, not liking the whole 'touching' thing. I scoffed and starting walking to somewhere other than that coffee place filled with people who just cared about appearances.

"Hey, wait up!" he yelled realizing I was leaving him behind; dude, he was a bit needy. "I don't even know your name…"

He caught up with me and grabbed my arm again, forcing me to look him in the eyes. I was already pissed because he was clingy, so that made me worse. It made me get a bit furious.

"Why do you even want to know my name? I don't know yours and you don't see me complaining, do you? Besides, why do you keep touching me?" I felt like I was a police officer since I asked so many questions, but, I was pissed.

He laughed at me, and I saw he had some dimples; I had to question myself, because he did seem like Kurt Cobain in a way. But then again, it was 2012 and everyone seemed to now realize how the artists in the 90's were great; maybe he was one of them.

"I'm Tate, and I just want to hang. Also, I wouldn't need to touch you if you didn't spend your life running from me. Are you scared?" he teased, smirking.

I flipped him off, beginning to walk again. That place was a fucking nightmare, I missed my old place; everyone was so dull.

"Ariana, okay? My name is fucking Ariana." I told him just to make him shut up for a while and he nodded, walking beside me.

We spent a good ten minutes without saying anything, which was better than I could ever ask for; until he ruined it, of course.

"Did you know I used to live in that house?" he asked me, trying to make small talk.

I tried to force myself not to roll my eyes, but failed. I rolled them and he continued to talk, without even caring that I didn't care.

"No shit?" I asked, pretending to be very interested and being very sarcastic, to force him to take a hint; once more, he ignored.

"Yeah, but then my dad ran away from my mother and she had to move. Our house is shit, but I don't plan on staying here that long." Shrugging, we got to this park where no one could be seen.

I immediately liked it, since I could come here when he wasn't following to draw a bit and run away from the crazy people living with me in the house. That house was also a bit boring; the storied people told about it were shit after all.

"So you lived there before me?" I asked, trying to get to know a bit more about the supposed 'haunted house'.

He nodded negatively.

"No, before you lived a couple and their daughter, Violet." He spoke with a weird tone, and I saw his face change for a while; he seemed to be in a dark place of his mind. "Don't tell me you don't know that they died there…?"