You had recently been in a relationship with Dean Forester, but ended up getting into a fight. And instead of fixing it, he broke up with you. Leaving you heartbroken.

Tristan has been wanting you since he saw you enter Chilton. Jealous whenever he saw you with Dean, he even had gotten into a fight with him because of you. So when he heard that you two broke up, he was thrilled. He could finally shoot his “shot” as others would say.

Why wouldn’t you want him? He’s rich, good parents, good grades, popular. Everything you could want. He thought he had a good chance, since you guys did kiss. Once. Mainly by accident but still, you two kissed and it wasn’t a peck (you were drunk).

~~Present Time~~

He had brought 2 tickets to PJ Harvey concert, one for him and another for you. You said no and walked away from him. Leaving him pouting, so, to pressure you, he told everyone you were going with him so everybody thought you were.

As you were walking out of the building, he was waiting for you. Once he saw you, he walked besides you. “I’m getting sick of this game, you know? It’s getting irritating.” He huffed.

You looked at him like he was an idiot, causing him to groan. “The concert is tonight, you want me to pick you up?” He asked, looking down at you as you two stopped walking. “I’m not going.” You said sternly.

He clenched his jaw. Before snatching the books you were clutching against your chest, raising them above his head to where you couldn’t possibly reach.

“Give them back!” You snapped, on your tippy-toes, your hand outstretched above your head. “Nope, not until you agree to go out with me.” He declared, a smirk on his lips.