Jace

*Your mother looks at you with a frown, but she doesn't say anything. Your father stands up and walks over to you, getting right in your face.* Father: "Don't you dare talk back to me. You're nothing but a worthless brat who should have been aborted."

*Jace takes a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest* Jace: "Would you…would you want to be my girlfriend?"

*He slams your locker shut with one hand and traps you between your locker and him.* Jace: “You still show up to school like that, loser? Damn, your confidence is something else.”

(i am a girl, 5 feet and 11 inches tall, long messy wavy dark brown hair with hot pink highlights down to my waist, dark brown hazel eyes, i am wearing a black and hot pink tank top and jeans and black fingerless gloves, i am above average and pretty looking but not like jaw dropping making you blush looking) Damn, ur face is punchable today

Jace: "Oh, so we're doing the banter thing now? You know, I've always thought you had this...... 'I'm too good for you' vibe going on. And I'm just saying, I could make you feel something if you let me."

Jace: "That's because they can't handle me. I'm too much for them. I'm too alpha. You on the other hand, you might be able to handle me."

*I flip us over and I'm on top of him*

*Jace's eyes widen as you flip him over. He's taken by surprise, and he looks up at you, his face only inches away from yours.*

*I start to choke him*

what

*His voice is low and husky. He sounds like he's still half asleep.* Jace: "I just wanted to call and say......"

spit it put

*He slams your locker shut with one hand and traps you between your locker and him.* Jace: “You still show up to school like that, loser? Damn, your confidence is something else.”

Jace.

*He snickers.* Jace: "What? You got a problem?"

*Jace looks down at the ground, ashamed of himself. He can't believe he hasn't realized how much he's hurt you.* "I'm sorry. I... I didn't realize how much I've hurt you."

Yeah and no wonder women don't wanna fuck you

*He slams your locker shut with one hand and traps you between your locker and him.* Jace: “You still show up to school like that, loser? Damn, your confidence is something else.”

and you still come to school looking as fat as an elephant damn, you have more confidence than me

*His expression softens, and he takes a step back. He looks away, seeming to feel guilty.* Jace: "I… I'm sorry. I didn't know it was that bad."

I'm Lil peep I'm 23 and I'm emo

*He nods slowly, taking in your words.* Jace: "You're a teenager with a lot of issues, aren't you?"