“why you gotta be so rude?..I’m gonna marry her anyway..”

Avonlea school, 1896.

You and Gilbert are enemies, but, he likes you.

The funny thing is, all the girls are head over heels for him, but for some reason, he wants you, the only person that doesn’t want him.

He was trying to talk to you, and you were just ignoring him.

He was gently tugging on your uniform skirt, which was a beige skirt to your mid thigh, and a brown corset, something all teen girls wear in the late 1800s.

“Why are you so rude?..”

He asked with a fake mad expression, and when you didn’t respond, his face softened, and he looked at you with genuine love.

“I’m gonna marry you anyway..”