"When are you ever?" Jack said cheekily and I flipped him off.
"I'll punch you, so don't push me," I warned and walked through the living room and upstairs to my room. I searched through my draws until I found my cigarettes and a lighter and then I made my way back downstairs and out the front door. I raised my eyebrows in surprise when I saw Eli outside, smoking a cigarette. He glanced at me and then looked away, focusing on blowing out circles of smoke.
I ignored him and leaned back against the house, taking a cigarette out of the packet and placing it in my mouth. "Fucksake," I muttered and glared at the lighter when it wouldn't light. "Stupid piece of shit." I threw the lighter on the ground and headed for the front door, but Eli grabbed my arm and held me still. He took his lighter
