I guess its kinda funny how it all started  every time I met him. It was freshman year when I met him It was my first day in the district but also the first day for my entire year. Aunt Rei made me wear a grey pencil skirt that didn't quite fit right Mamaw made me wear a pastel purple colored camisole with it and I paired a jacket with it so I wasn't showing everything it didn't help much though. Maybe I'd change into my gym clothes once I got to school they didn't match but they were longer than the skirt. I stepped out into the crisp morning air I stepped out onto the street  my dress shoes already annoying me. A car sped past carelessly splashing me with a puddle from seatle's latest rainfall.  

 First day at a new school and I wasn't making a good impression I was soaked head to toe in rainwater wearing the most revealing outfit in my closet. I marched to the office irritated to the point I would dry off by having steam roll off my  every step. First class. Math. Easy. The one class that I diddnt have a issue catching onto and could just lay out and let myself dry. I payed myself down on the floor occasionally flooping over to dry the other side of myself  that was when the idiot triped over me his foot getting stuck on my already to short skirt and flashing everyone  my lacy pink boy short underwear.  

"You fucking idiot I was obviously drying here!"  I screeched frazzled frantically fixing my skirt.  "Oh hush not even like their was much to see?" The boy countered. "Says who? You probbally have never even gotten laid have you?" I stomped my foot fuming. "If you cared you wouldnt be a hoe wearing that skirt anyway!" That's when I punched him. 

First day. First suspension. First time I met the asshole that was  Cole Donovan