Watching the clock somehow get slower and slower the more I looked at it, I heard Mr Taleni shout at some poor kid behind me for not paying attention. Oh if only he knew that half of this class had more interest in the carvings on their desk, than they did on his pointless babbling.

"Mr. Crooker, if you were to put as much effort into being an underachiever into your Literature coursework, your IQ would almost be a complete match to Einstein." There were few simple laughs from around the room, but they merely lasted a couple of seconds.

Now, I love English lit. I've already decided it's probably going to be my major in college, but Mr Taleni almost makes me change my mind. I've never met a person that seems to have a constant stick up their ass. It's not our fault that he is unable to hold anyone's attention, I mean come on man - a monotone voice for a whole hour...before lunch?

"Come on class, a simpleton could accomplish this piece of work." His endless sighs lingered throughout the whole room.

"Miss Brooks" He said with a loud clap. Practically jumping out of my chair, my dazing self was relieved it was only the nagging old man, I really did need to start paying attention more in class.

"Oh it's you" I said flatly. Seeing his expression, it was probably the wrong thing to say.

"I mean Ooo, it's youuu." I screeched a bit more enthusiastically, while pointing my index fingers towards him. I dragged my hands back down to my lap, when I had saw he was still as amused as a fat kid with a treadmill for christmas.

"Please explain to the class the contrast of Caliban and Ariel." He continued to bore on.

Oh yeah, we were currently reading the tempest, or should I say re-re reading the tempest. Somehow he assumed I was his star pupil, just because I raised my hand once at the start of the year.

Curse my ability to learn.

So whenever nobody bothered to act like a human and actually communicate, I was left with the old dragon breathing down my neck.

"I guess Ariel is more of a light spirit and he is an earth bound spirit? I think" Not making eye contact with me, he rolled his eyes, and made his way to the back of the room, and hovered over a guy named Tate, who was currently far from awake.

I don't think I had ever seen him even pick up his pen in literature, it was as if the side of his face was permanently glued to his desk.

I mean, it wouldn't surprise me. The amount of pranks that get pulled in this place is ridiculous. You know Tom Miller literally super glued everything to the ceiling in the art room?

For what reason? We will never know.

"Mr. Capetti" Placing his hand on Tate's shoulder, it had woke him and made him almost immediately grab Mr. Taleni by his wrist, and had it twisted at a 90• degree angle. Before he even knew what he was doing, Mr. Taleni had been whimpering in pain. The class was so silent you could hear a pin drop (literally, I think a girl behind me had dropped her safety pin due to shock).

As he let go of his grip, he automatically got out of his seat, and was out of the class in seconds; but just before he had left, his eyes surprisingly had landed on me. The blue orbs of light had somehow found mine out everyone in this class.

Weird, right?

Mr Taleni tried to act like he hadn't just been hurt by one of his own student, he muttered some profanities under his breath, cleared his throat and began to go on about an assignment we had.

As the bell rang, everyone was dismissed for lunch, and soon enough the news had already traveled the school campus 5 times.

Up ahead, I saw Leyla running towards me, with her hands and hair flying in every direction but straight. She looked like a mad women being chased down by her flock of cats.

I'm not even kidding, she literally owns about 15 cats and I could name them all for you in alphabetical order.

"Oh my god Carmela are you okay, I heard what happened in lit." Clinging onto my rucksack, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Of course I'm alright." I used my fingers to scrape back my hair into a ponytail, but stopped mid way. "why the hell wouldn't I be exactly?"

Walking into the lunch hall, I saw everyone waiting at the table as usual, probably also gossiping about the not so much interesting news. I'd describe the news more so as... unhinged? Insipid? Oo no, mind-numbing.

"You know, because Tate flipped out in class because Mr Taleni told him to get outside, so then Tate kicked everyone in the face, and had to get dragged out by the police." She said in one breath.

Grabbing my face, she started to search if I had any marks from the supposed kick to the face I had received.

Fanning her hand away, I slightly laughed at her melodramatic reaction.

As we walked up to the food counter and grabbed our trays, I said."Sorry to disappoint you, but there was no face kicking involved"  I couldn't help but chuckle at the clear disappointment in her face.

We both moved a bit forward in the line as we continued to speak. "He just grabbed Mr Taleni by his wrist, and may or may not have twisted it, I couldn't see properly." I said in an uninterested tone.

We both grabbed an apple, a bottle of orange juice, and I took a chocolate chip cookie or two. Making our way to our table, we were greeted with happy faces.

"So Carmela is it true, did Tate real-" I stopped Andie before she exploded with anticipation. I could already see her face red hot from the excitement.

"Nope, he flipped, but not face kicking flip." Que the disappointing groans and pouting. A small breath of laughter escaped through my nose as I lowered myself down with a shake of my head.

I don't think I could honestly ask for better friends, they each had so different personalities, yet at the same time similar.

There was Leyla, we called her the mother of the group because she probably worried about us more than any of our actual parents did.  Then there was Andie, the one who had enough energy for the entire world. Charlie the flirt machine, and last but not least - Megan the most recent to our group.

Just about to take a bite into my cookie, it was rudely snatched out of my hand and thrown onto the floor. Looking up at the culprit, to my surprise it was Megan, who in matter of fact looked more excited than Charlie when she found out Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher were having a baby.

Do you know how strange it is to go to a baby shower for a couple who if they knew Charlie, would get a restraining order? Extremely.

"I was gonna eat that" Sliding into the empty space next to me, she also shoved my tray further away, so I couldn't get anymore of my food.

Squinting my eyes at her, I felt like I could kick her in the face right now. My food is my family, well apart from my actual family, but you get my point...I love food.

"There's no time to eat Carmela, I found the perfect idea for you to get that spot on the school newspaper. She jumped up and down in her seat, making me laugh and cover my face with my hands in embarrassment. The others shortly noticed what was going on, and leaned in trying to listen to what we were talking about.

"I got kicked out of the journalism group because I called Jordan Lim a donkey dick sucking weasel-" Charlie snorted a laugh. "remember? And then I wrote that column on how to destroy the demon inside of him" Muffling my laughs with my hand, I couldnt help but think back on the good ole' days.

"People were throwing holy water on him for a week Megan." Laughing at the memory, a part of me kind of regretted it.

I was in charged of the agony aunt column (which if I may add was the most popular) and it was fantastic.

When I was part of the journalism team, I felt like I was truly part of something important, but then that little shit Jordan had to ruin everything, by trying to cop a feel while we were at a meeting.

Therefore I called him a donkey dick sucking weasel, and got kicked off of the team as he was ' in command'.

On second thoughts, I regret nothing.

"Yeah I know, but Jordan said if you could write a report about this topic, then he'll have no choice to let you in." With a creepy smile on her face, her eyes strangely almost popped out of their sockets.

Quickly trying to pull back my tray and grab my orange, she hit me in the chest making my orange fly out of my hand and onto the floor.

"Is the topic on how to end world hunger Megan?" I said sternly. Her eyebrows pulled together and her lips pouted.

"No?"

"Well stop throwing away my damn food, woman" pulling back my tray, I started to open my juice and waited for her crazy idea to come flooding out of her mouth.

"Oh, sorry..But my idea's even better than that, well not better.. but it's a pretty good one. 'Behind the eyes of a lunatic'" she outstretched her hands and looked into the distance making us all follow her.

"Sounds cool" I continued with my juice, but stopped as I noticed how guilty her face looked.

"Megaann" I dragged on her name worryingly, as she looked boarder line scared.

"I'm glad you think it sounds cool, because you're maybe possible gonna definitely have to hang around with Tate to get the information for your article" Nearly chocking on my orange juice, Leyla had to hit me on the back so I didn't drop dead.

"You want me to die, don't you?" poking her chest, she pulled me into a hug and froze.

"I'm not letting go until you agree" Pushing her off of me, the table laughed as she clinged on once again.

"Ugh fine, just if I should disappear mysteriously, tell my Mom I love her" Finally letting go of me, she laughed and started to explain the things I needed to find out. Eugh I could already tell this was going to be a walk in the park.

Note the sarcasm

***

Reaching Film studies, I saw Tate in his usual seat at the back-away from anyone else. I took a deep breath and made my way to the empty seat next to him. When I sat down, he hadn't said anything but I had noticed his tense body.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Taking off my rucksack and placing it underneath the table, I threw my brunette hair into a ponytail and faced him with a grin.

"What do you want?" I actually never heard his voice before, but I heard from Charlie that it was husky deep and sexy, and boy was she right. Forgetting to breathe, I chocked on my own saliva..

Yes, you heard correct.... I chocked on my own saliva-

Which made everyone turn around and stare at me like I had a sign on my forehead that read, 'STARE AT STUPID'

I'm just a girl, okay?!

"I uh, I just, I just wanted to sit here"

Cracking a smile at him, his emotionless face made no change. Half way into the lesson Mrs Ryan told us about our end of the year assignment which was to make a video based around the word 'Amazing' which only made this lesson a whole lot more difficult to understand, but on the bright side we were aloud to work in groups up to 3.

"I guess that makes us partners" Nudging him with my elbow, he clenched his jaw and slowly turned to face me.

"I'm going to say this slowly so you understand. Fuck...off" Turning back around in his chair; he started to draw something on the front of his book. Trying to look over his shoulder to try to see what it was, he pushed my chair further away from his with one hand.

He thought I was going to give up that easily, He obviously didn't know Carmela Eliana Brooks, the worlds number one never giver upper.

"So what should we start filming first, I think we should start with the sunset, we can get a good shot from the top of Dawson Avenue" Pretending to write down notes, I needed to find out how easily annoyed he was, and by the look if it, it was pretty fast.

"What part of 'fuck off" don't you understand?" slamming down his pencil on the desk made a few people in front of us turn around with curiosity.

"You know what, maybe it's the 'fuck' part? Oh but then there is that off bit that I'm still trying to wrap my head around" I saw the sides of his mouth turn up in a slight smile but shortly disappeared.

"If I say yes, will you stop speaking?" As his blue eyes stared right into mine, my breath hitched in the back of my throat as I noticed how piercing they actually were.

Once the final bell had ran, before I could even say goodbye he was out of the door, and probably half way out of the school gates. I would say that was pretty successful?

1, I didn't die
And
2,  I got him to agree to work with me.

Slinging on my rucksack I started to make my way home, kicking stray rocks when they showed.

Unlocking my door, I was nearly bellowed over by some 6 foot 11 blonde who had tears streaming down her face.

"Well excuse you too" I mumbled under my breath. Closing the door behind me, I clambered up the stairs and into my brother's strangely odor filled room. Dropping face first onto his bed, I heard his and his friends Luke's laugh echo the room.

"What's up with you?" Even though Phoenix had his bad days, he was always there to listen.

Listen and tease, but still listen.

"I'm gonna die" The words came out muffled but still hearable. The bed suddenly dipped making me raise my head.

"Why exactly are you gonna die?" Luke questioned with an amused look on his face.

Slowly sitting up, I drew my knees close to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs.

***

Telling them about the crazy project and how it already seemed it was going to be the hardest task ever. They couldn't withdraw their laughs anymore, and laughed as though I was Michael Macintire at the Apollo. Their slight mutters of 'girl problems, man' 'rip, she was a real one' just made me remember why being an only child was on my Christmas list until I was 14.

Standing to my feet, I made my way out of Phoenix's room with the sound of them hysterically laughing. Reaching to bedroom, I checked my phone and saw how I had 2 texts from Megan and 1 from Charlie

'From Megan:

CARMELA MAKE SURE TO WRITE DOWN NOTES XX'

Rolling my eyes, I couldn't help but be just a tad pissed off, why did it seem like I was doing all the work? Oh wait, because I was.

'From Megan:

OH YEAH, YOU NEED HIS NUMBER ASWELL...'

Jotting down his number, I hadn't even thought of how she got it in the first place. I was contemplating whether I should call him or not, but then I remembered how he hadn't been so nice to me today, so I thought I'd call him another time.

'From Charlie:

Party, my house, tonight. Be there or.. No just be there'

Tonight? Was she crazy, She knew I hated house parties, it just wasn't my vibe. The kind of parties Charlie threw were the ones where all the so called 'popular' people went, and got pissed and acted as if everyone there were best friend. Then Monday morning comes around, and it's as though you weren't just helping Jenna Louis a mere 48 hours ago, get sick off of her cashmere jumper while she projectiles all over the bathroom floor?

Specific, I know... trust me.

A bunch of intoxicated fools, all in one place? I think I'll pass...but then suddenly, I had the perfect idea.

Sitting on my bedroom floor, I sat pretzel style and dialed the number that Megan had given me. No one had answered the first, or second time, but I gave it another try again for luck.

"What?" His voice was filled with pure anger, but it still sounded so freaking hot.

Jesus take the wheel and control yourself Carmela.

"Who the fuck is this?" I could tell by his tone that he was growing more impatient by the second. Taking a deep breath, I stood to my feet and started to pace my room.

"It's me.. I um, Carmela, from film studies?"

There was complete silence from the other line, which made me think he had just left. Running a hand through my hair, I bit down on my lip waiting for a reply.

"Yeah, I remember. What do you want now?" Mentally smiling that he remembered me, and it wasn't just a fever dream, I pushed that to the back of my mind as I thought I needed to get to the point.

"I was wondering if you would-" and just as I was about to ask him, Luke came barging through my door like it was his freaking house.

Trying to signal him to get out, he furrowed his bushy eyebrows and mouthed the word 'what'

"Go away" I said by pointing to the door.

"You called me?" On the other end Tate had probably thought I told him to go away. I dragged a hand down my face and started to push Luke out of my room.

Sliding down my bedroom door, I quickly apologized and started to talk about the weather, because just the thought of asking him to a party scared the living shit out of me.

"Carmela, I don't care" Sighing aloud, I sucked it up and got straight up off the floor.

"Will you go to a party with me tonight?" smiling to myself, I felt like I had all the power in the world. My voice was so stern, and it made me feel like I was in charge. I felt like I was on top of the damn world right now.

"No" My smile suddenly vanished making me slump down on my bed. No I couldn't give up, I wasn't a person who gave up that quickly.

"Tate, what have I ever done to you for you to be so rude, I try so hard" I started to pretend that I was getting extremely upset by his stubbornness.

"And all I want from you is to go to a party with me" I started to fake cry, adding in a few sniffs or two. "We're going to be working together on this project and I-"

"I know you're not crying" He said bluntly. Throwing one hand in my hair, I found my self now standing on the top of my bed getting pretty aggravated.

"Tate, please" I was honestly pleading with him. I heard another voice in the background, and I heard him speak in a different language. I hadn't even known he spoke a different language.

But then again why would I? Everything I know about him are from rumours.. and Charlie.

"For fucks sake, if it means you'll stop acting like a little bitch, then fine" I simply ignored the very objectifying insult he had slipped in, and gleamed with pride.

I won, you little bitch.

"The party starts at 9:30 so do-" and just like that he hung up, I didn't care though, I had gotten through with the one person everyone was afraid of.

'Tate Capetti'

***

"How did you know where I lived" I was currently freezing my ass off standing outside of Tate's 4 bloody story house.

Megan had said that I needed to find out everything, was he a good guy or was he just as cruel as everyone thought. What makes the glorified Capetti top of the food chain. Was there a love interest.

Now I know you're probably thinking why would I even want to write this article on Tate? Who's even going to bothered?

Everyone?! It's a school newspaper guys, hello? We're not exactly the New York Times, but we try. There's been so many hard hitting things we've written about and guess how those go down with our current student body? Like a sack of shit.

But this- This one might actually peak people's interest, and then who knows. Maybe people will start to appreciate the work we put in.

I looked up at Tate in amazement, was he joking? Everyone knew where the Capetti's lived, they were basically royalty. There was:

-Francesca, she was Tate's twin. They were basically the complete opposite of each other. She was popular, him not so much. Everyone loved Francesca, everyone feared Tate. She was polite, kind and an overall participator. Tate was rude, nasty and an overall bastard.

- River Capetti, he was 19 and the oldest of the Capetti's, and by far the kindest.. Not that I had actually talked to him, but I've heard he was such a good person to be friends with.

- Olivia and Evan Capetti, they were both 18 and if you haven't guessed, they were twins. They both went to a private school and I also heard they were both as nice as River, it made me wonder why Tate acted like such an ass all the time.

-Last but not least, there was Giovanni, I think he was 16, but he also went to the same private school the twins went to. Unlike the rest of the siblings, Giovanni was a lot like Tate, except Giovanni embraced his dick-ness and tried to attract attention. Tate was just a dick and attention was attracted to him.

"I just followed the scent of teenage angst" I slightly released a hesitant laugh, as I saw no emotion on his face what so ever.

"It was a joke... You know those things that people laugh at?" Slightly nudging him with my elbow, he furrowed his eyebrows and stared blankly at me. Standing there in silence for a good 5 minutes I think I began to shiver, because he disappeared behind his door and shortly returned with a large jacket.

"Thanks" reaching out for the jacket, he started to place the jacket on himself, making my face resemble horror.

"You thought I was going to give you my jacket? If you hadn't of dressed like that-" he said while waving his hand up and down the length of my body."-You wouldn't be freezing your ass off"

I looked down at the black ribbed high neck dress that Charkie had recommended (forced) me to wear. Nudging past me, he pressed the button on his car keys, making the sleek black care beep twice.

I hadn't even moved from embarrassment, Jesus he was an asshole.

"You coming or not?" Snapping out of my mini raging trance. I dragged my feet to his car in silence. Shooting him a death glare, he shot me a million dollar smile which would make any girls heart skip a beat.

Once we were both strapped in the car, he started the engine and was off on the road.

"Aren't guys like you meant to have motorbikes, or a fire breathing dragon" looking up at him in curiosity with a smirk on my face, he looked at me like I was a different species.

Sarcasm is a no go then.

"Guys like me?" I could tell there was a hint of amusement in his voice so decided to play on it.

"You know, the 'psychotic Emotionally damaged bi-polar bad boy, with piss poor driving skills" laughing to myself, the car stopped in a halt in result making me fly forwards slightly jerking my head.

Thank god for seatbelts ladies and gentlemen.

"What the-" looking up at him with narrowed eyes, he began to unbuckle his seatbelt and open his car door but not before glancing back at me.

"Sorry, must be my piss poor driving skills." Chucking  his car keys in the air and catching them, he spared me a wink and got out of the car to start walking towards the house with drunken teens.

"Did I forget to mention you're an asshole!" Shouting towards him, I loudly groaned and slammed my head on the car seat.

if you can last 6 hours with these baboons during the day, you can last a couple of hours during the night ... Right?

Yeah, ha think again.

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TATE'S PICTURE BY THE SIDEEEE& I know this chapter is reaaaallly long, so I'm sorry but I was so damn excited whilst writing this I got carried away!

But hope the rest of you enjoyed it :D

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