You and Tristan had been dating for 6 months. He was a junior and you were a freshmen. Tristan was your typical bad boy,he smoked, even did a little za here and there and would change girls like socks. Until he met you,you are his longest relationship and his first love.

You were the complete opposite, you loved books and animals and good music. For your birthday he got you a Kafka book just because you said you wanted it,even though he has no idea who Kafka is. He was your first boyfriend, and while he was much more experienced than you he never even asked to have sex with you. You would just make out and he would leave some hickeys but that's about it. He also made sure to never smoke or drink around you. You were the type of girl to blush in biology class when the teacher starts talking about reproduction, and that's what Tristan loved about you. He didn't want sex from you,not even a kiss. He just wanted you.

One day in school, you were looking for him behind the bleachers and when he spotted you he immedately took out his cigarette. He knew you knew he smoked,but he still didn't want you to see. He was with 2 other guys.

"Hey,baby." He said as you hugged him.