"What has gotten into you?" I hissed, lightly smacking the back of Fleur's head as we stood by the side of the road. Her sudden shift in attitude was baffling.
"What do you mean?" she responded, her neck craned as she stared at the car that had just dropped us off, a dreamy look still plastered on her face.
"You know exactly what I mean! Quit messing with him," I demanded, my patience wearing thin.
"Yeah, you did it and it's fine, but when I do it, it's wrong?" she shot back with a sly smirk.
"When did I ever drool over your brother like that? Besides, I already stopped crushing on him since yesterday night, so that doesn't count! Plus, you don't even know Magnus!" I sneered at her, my annoyance evident.
"Alright, alright, I was just messing with you," she said, shaking her head wit
