~Always an angel, never a god~

You and Bruce Yamada never really liked each other, despite how much you had in common and how close your parents were. As a kid you always hated boys and any other romantic stuff with anyone. The only friends you had were girls that liked the same stuff as you. You didn’t even have any friends here in North Denver since you moved from New York. So how exactly did your parents expect you to be well liked by people you didn’t even like?