"So all the the thing we need are on the board. So we need a theme of the play. Then pick a scene that represents the theme. Then we can either reenact it or right a quick paper with a visual." I said to the group.

"I think we should do the paper and the visual. I don't really want to reenact two thirteen year olds saying I love you's after knowing each other for less than a day." Said Tim. I giggled I felt the same way.

"Okay. We should probably split up the work. So we'll need some one working on the paper, someone working on the visual and someone to do the presentation. So why don't me and-" before Mike could even finish, Becks cut him off.

"Me and Loni will do the presentation." She said. My eyes went wide. The idea of standing I front of people terrified me. "Um-" before I could get a word out, Tate cut me off.

"Me and Meredith are gonna do the visual. You and Mike will do the paper and Tim will do the presentation. Besides, I think Merlin here would piss herself if she had to stand in front of a crowd."

I scowled at Tate. "My name is Meloni, you dick."

"Whatever you say pipsqueak." He said avoiding my eyes.

"Why can't me and Loni just do the paper and you and Mike do the drawing?" She said. You could tell she was getting frustrated.

"Well I can't draw for shit, number one. And if I were to do the presentation-"Mike started.

"He would probably go off on a tangent and say extremely inappropriate things. Besides, he's better at writing than talking anyway. And you and him had always made a good pair..... academically, I mean. And to be completely honest if we leave either Tate or Mike alone, they probably won't get anything done." Said Tim.

"He's not wrong." Said Mike

"Fine. Ok. What do you want theme to be?" Becks said. She became emotionless and numb. Like she was when I first saw her talk to them in the hallway.

"True love?" I suggested. Tate snickered from under his hood. His hand went up to his face and I saw the bruises and cuts all over his hands. I remembered Becks saying that he still did the underground fighting stuff. I wander if that's the reason why he has his hood up. Is he hurt badly?

"That's way to obvious. And besides that isn't true love. It's toxic attraction. True love doesn't exist at first sight." Tate said. Never mind. I hope your in pain.

"Then what do you suggest?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes.

"Let's do hate." Said Becks. "How other peoples hate can drive innocent people to a breaking point." Her eyes seemed a little watery but did t say anything. I didn't want drown attention from the boys who had yet to notice how annoyed and frustrated she is.

"Sure let's do that." Mike said. "We are gonna need to make a group chat why don't we all exchange numbers and we can get started on this depressing ass story."

We all exchanged numbers, even Becks, even though you could tell she really didn't want to. When it finally got to her and Mike to exchange numbers he had did something under his breath, that visibly annoyed her. I could tell that this whole time she was retaining herself from running from him. Couldn't they tell that forcing themselves on her wasn't going to work?

"So why don't we all meet up at our house Wednesday after school so we can do an actual break down of all the stuff we need and what we are actually doing." Tim said.

"We'll see." Was all Rebecca said and then the dismissal bell rang. I had never seen someone move so fast out of a room in my life.

I was about to get up to follow her but Tate grabbed my hand. "The best thing to do while she's like that is to leave her be." I nodded my head. I looked down at his hand on my wrist and felt my cheeks warm. His had was so tight but not too tight to hurt. Like he was afraid I would leave. His touch was so warm but the bruises and cut on his hand made my heart break.

He realized he was holding longer than need and let go quickly. I immediately missed the warmth of his hand. Why did I have to have a crush on him out of the three? I mean all three seem like shitty choices. One is so focused on sports that he doesn't date at all, the other is so focused on dating to the point he neglects his school work and then Tate is just a dick. However, at least the other two remembers my name, while Tate calls me random names that start with a M.

I hate having a crush.