I nodded, a silent confirmation to myself, and then, with a swift motion, I upended the contents of my tray onto his smug head.
Perfect. It was time to make my position crystal clear.
Today's lunch had been a simple bowl of tomato soup, and now, as the crimson broth dripped down his hairline, he looked as if he were bleeding.
"f**k!" Tom bellowed, springing to his feet, his fists clenched and ready for a fight.
"Oops, my bad!" I replied, retracting my tray with a feigned startle. "Your shouting startled me. Hand slipped. Are you really going to hit a girl in front of the entire school?"
I stood my ground, unflinching, my gaze steady as I taunted him further. "Oh, I'm so scared!"
"Damn it!" His eyes blazed with the fury of a bull, but his raised fist merely trembled in the air before
