Phoebe put an intimidating persona up the moment she got enrolled in this school. Cursing anyone out who accidently bumped into her, resulting her into pushing them against the locker and she had long conversations with the principal and the council after that. nobody thought she was crazy, they were convinced that Phoebe was a harsh and selfish person who never cared about anyone.

No one thought that she would have a sliver of chance to have a friend or have a crush...and the girl herself was even convinced. I mean. Who would want to be friends with a person like her that always snaps at people and hurts them?

But then, a monday morning, when she entered the school. She could see the boys, from her science and from some other classes she shared, pushing a new kid around.

"Do mice like yourself still don't know that they shouldn't mess with wolves? Oh wait, maybe you should call your mommy."

She heard the cocky brown haired boy talk as she finally saw the face of the new kid. You, she could see how you were struggling. So, she stepped up and the boys were instantly frightened as they saw the 'cruel' girl walk to them. So they instantly let go of you and practicly pushed you into the girl's front.

You muttered an innocent apology and the Atwell realized that you didn't know her. After all, you were new here, so she started talking to you, putting a softer persona so you never knew how everyone saw her as. She quickly became your friend, and you became her crush. Since who doesn't like a caring and gentle girl like you?

"Phoebe?"

Your soft voice snapped Phoebe out of her zoned out state as she remembered where you two were. In the school hallways as she leaned against the locker next to you.

"Yeah, what's up?"

She asked, leaning an elbow against the locker.

"I maybe noticed you were confused during math class, I could help you after school."

You said. God, you were so perfect. Who didn't want a friend who always knew when her friend were struggling? You were the definition of a caring friend.