HI guys, sorry I might not be updating quickly. Currently on vacation and the rents have limited internet time. :( but that's okay! Thanks to everyone reading this. As always please please R&R. I promise this chapter will be a lot longer too!


I was excited for the next day of school. I mean excited in the way that I would get to see old friends and not Will. Not yet anyway. I wasn't at that stage yet. Sorry! Homework hadn't amped up yet and they were 'easing' us into the new school year. I saw Will with his friends. His hair still curling and laughing at something on the way to my locker. And back... Not that I was watching him or anything... My long brown hair was being a Bad thing this morning so I put it up in a messy bun. The day went quickly and I bounced down to 5th hour with him. He watched me bounce in and sit down and take out my work. He said to me

"What's up?"

"That's a stupid question boy." The boy thing kinda caught on and lasted. His blue eyes slightly amused with me. As class started he started spelling 'fuck' into the table with his pencil and so I erased it with his pencil. He couldn't figure me out. Good I thought. He doesn't need to know me.

Soon a week had past and I had given one of my books. The British version of Catching Fire. And he gave me it back later saying he liked it. He's a liar. So of course I gave him Mockingjay. You have to finish the series. You can't Not. I could start to tell that he's a complicated boy. Trying to be manly but running away still. Also a complete introvert. Never opens up to anyone entirely. Secrets that boys got. He ditched one day. I noticed. Of course I did. He was growing on me. I also caught him in the principles office and I asked him

" What'd you do naughty boy?" He told me nothing. He told me later that he'd been smoking a cigarette with his friends and got caught. Oh that was more like it. Yes. He's a bad boy. Hmm. Yeah I know. I'm a goody-two-shoes and he's always on the bad side. He said opposites attract. Anyway back to my story. I had gotten a sense by then that he was a bad boy but hadn't confirmed it. Oh I forgot. In the books. I left him a post it note in Catching Fire and Mockingjay. And but I didn't hope until later that he had out one back. He had. It had his number on it. So when I gave him my favourite book of all time, The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. I put my number in it. :)

About an hour later Will texts me saying

'Tessa?' Instantly I text back

'Hi vulnerable boy'

Backstory to earlier while walking to the buses with him

"So what you're saying is that when you're confused you're vulnerable."

"NO!" He says "I'm never vulnerable." He puffs up to show his manliness

"Sure" I say and grin.

"It's the truth!" He says

"Sure" I say sarcastically still grinning

End of backstory

'I'm not vulnerable' he texts back. This goes on for awhile and the cute thing is he knows I'm right. This argument still goes on 'til today. I choose to say really random to him to confuse and then bring up the purpose that he is confused and is therefore vulnerable. He just sighs and groans.