A/N: Thanks so much for your review, sweetpsychoness! This chapter will have a little... angst ;)

-Chapter 6-

Why is it that we always remember the worst things? Tessa could barely remember Will telling her she looked radiant. The details of them dancing were lost on her. Their witty banter- gone from her memory. The most vivid part was the worst memory. At least Tessa had gotten a glimpse of his ankle as it went down. Her fears were confirmed. The tattoo on her forearm was an exact match with that on Will's ankle.

Tessa lay in bed, remembering. The night had gone so well (she thought). Until... until, until, until. Until someone or other had made a comment about Tessa. They had said that her parents abandoned her and that's why she lived with her brother. Tessa, being used to this, went to put a hand on Will's arm to tell him it was all right. She found him not there and with his arm around the other boy's neck. They began grappling, and everyone stood there, transfixed. Luckily, Will wasn't hurt; he only seemed hurt that Tessa refused to look at him.

On the way home, Tessa began questioning. "Why? I heard that you had gotten over your fighting problem. Why now?"

Will bristled. "Where'd you hear that?" he asked gruffly.

"Jem."

Will frowned. "Well, obviously, Jem doesn't know as much as he thinks he does."

If it were possible, Tessa would have thought his voice sounded even colder.

She left it at that and the car ride home continued in silence.

She got out of the car and left without a goodbye. Tessa lay there, wondering what Cecily and Sophie would say about Will. And she wasn't even beginning to think about the worst part. When Will and the other boy had been rolling over and over, Tessa had gotten a peek at Will's ankle. What would Cecy and Sophie say if they knew that Tessa, the good girl, and Will, the bad boy, had matching tattoos?

She tossed and turned fretfully until the next morning. It was a day when she was supposed to tutor Will. She pondered over how her day would go. Tessa decided to go to school and just ignore Will.

When she got to school, that worked for all of two seconds. She saw Will talking with his friends and felt his gaze pass over her. Despite herself, she blushed. Goddammit, she thought, he's smirking again. I just know it. Upon looking up, she saw this and blushed even redder. That asshole smirked. Saving her from further embarrassment, the bell rang.

Oh wait. Her first class was English. Luckily, Mr. Norman chose today to switch seats. As she and Will were moved to opposite sides of the room, Tessa felt a twinge of something. No, you are not disappointed. He is not good for you. Still, she couldn't help but wonder if she would miss Will's antics.

As the day went on, Tessa found that ignoring Will was easier than she thought. He made no effort to talk to her. In fact, he seemed to be as upset with himself as she was.

A/N: So that's the end of this chapter! Tell me what you think!