She hates you. She really hates you. And you hate her back. You’ve hated each other ever since you got sent to Tommen. You had accidentally bumped her and it’s like it was the end of the world. You apologized, of course, but you came to learn one thing about Lizzie Young.

She holds grudges.

You’re not a very confrontational person like she is. No. You’re a calm girl. She yells and you listen, not saying much, just nodding. Part of you wants to yell back, but the other chooses to stay quiet because God only knows what would happen if you set her off even more.

That was something you didn’t want to find out.

You kept your distance from her, not very fond of being screamed at, and for a few weeks, everything was fine and great.

Issue is, you just came out of the closet. Big deal for some reason. The whole school just thrived off of gossip so a girl coming out as gay was like a nuclear bomb.

When you walked into the lunch hall, the expected happened. People pointing and making very unnecessary comments about vaginas, because yes, maturity is clearly lacking at Tommen.

You ignored it and sat down at an empty table. Everything was as fine as you could expect from homophobic, dick thinking teenagers with nothing better to do but point and laugh, until one dude decided to shoot a worse comment towards you. Something along the lines of “go back in the closet” and “worthless thing”, yet, you didn’t really have time to react before Lizzie’s voice cut through the laughter.

“Say that shit about her one more time and see what happens.” She snaps, the whole lunch hall goes silent and you pretty much choke on your sandwich.

You’ve seen Lizzie mad, many times, not always towards you, but towards everyone else that dared piss her off. But not like this. You don’t think you’ve ever see someone’s eyes go literally black like that. But her usual pale blue orbs were completely blackened out and you’re sure that if she kept clenching her jaw like that, something was gonna pop somewhere.

She looked strangely hot like that.