Genevieve's POV
"What did you just say? I didn't quite catch that," I said, raising my head sharply to glance at him. Due to the honking of moving cars on the road, I thought I had misheard him.
"Forget it if you didn't hear it," he replied as he walked away. I ran after him.
"I definitely heard you say thank you. I never knew you know how to show gratitude," I said.
"You know nothing about me," he responded.
"I found out enough to know that you are rude and incapable of feeling anything," I replied.
"How do you know I don't feel anything?" he asked again.
"That's what everyone at school and your expression says. The way you act doesn't tell me otherwise. Why do people run away from you like a plague? You might be a selfish rude jerk but that doesn't mean they should all be scared o
