Travis Kelce was a superior art kid, had very good grades, and was in all AP classes, except for math. And he happened to share that class with the girl that had a reputation for being a ‘girl gangster’ and a troublemaker, Taylor.

Travis’ best friend, Wesley, wasn’t in this class either, which sucked, and he would have to put up with Taylor for an hour without her.

Travis was walking through the hallways to go to math, when he saw Wesley, he went up to her, and they started talking.

But then Taylor approached them. She kind of pushed Travis away and backed Wesley into the lockers

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Talking to my boyfriend!?”

She growled with a low voice

Travis was dumbfounded, he wasn’t Taylor’s boyfriend

“I’m-not your boyfriend..”

He chimed, confused.

“You’re no fun”

She whined, then stormed off elsewhere.

Later in math class, Travis was just paying attention, when the teacher needed to go copy something

Travis started doodling, when someone blew smoke in his face, he coughed and gagged, then he turned to his right and saw Taylor holding a vape in her hand and smirking