---Liar---
(Seamus's Point of View)
Well I already don't like him... I thought to myself as I watched Mr. Turner roam around the room. The class only dragged on after Gemma reluctantly handed over a pencil, not that I used it, and I didn't get the chance to talk to her again due to the teachers endless droning on.
And I definitely don't like him. I focused my glare at Mike who kept stealing glances at Gemma. What pissed me off even more was that most of his looks seemed to be focused on her bare legs. Needless to say that by the time the bell rang I was not in the best of moods.
I was following my jewel out of the room when I hear that boy from yesterday addressing her as he came down the other side of the hallway.
"Damn girl, you clean up nice baby." He let out a low whistle that had
