Charles Chevalier

Charles and you had known each other since elementary school (you were now in high school) and were in your fourth semester.

You hated each other so much you couldn't even be in the same place without starting to fight. Every team project, every excursion, all you knew how to do was fight.

You started hating him in elementary school because of the time he stained your school skirt with pen ink. He did too many things to you, which made you retaliate...

His classmates and friends always said they were dating but didn't accept it; it made your blood boil just thinking about it, it disgusted and enraged you so much, just like it did him.

One day, it was time to form teams for a Spanish project, and the teacher was going to choose them. When she started calling out names, your team was made up entirely of men, and yes, Charles was on every one of them. You begged the teacher to switch you to a different team, but she refused.

You spent the whole day angry, you could even say you cried from frustration.

You could say Charles was just as angry as you were; he couldn't live with someone he hated with all his heart. But sadly, they would have to.

They were in the living room with the rest of the team. You were being rather serious, just giving suggestions on how to do it, etc. You had a small pack of colored pens (very pretty), and to be honest, the other kids tried them out. Even though they didn't like how colorful they were, they agreed to use them for the poster board. Then Charles grabbed one and, in his voice, tried to be funny (you hated it; it was like scratching a plate with a fork).

What if I break it? Those are very girly colors.

He said mockingly as he broke the pen, "I've definitely exhausted your patience. "