We drive in silence for all of two seconds before he blurts out, "I never thought I’d see the day you’d be nice to anyone besides Grey." He grins. "Are you up to something malicious again?"
"Screw you and die," I mutter, and he laughs like I’ve just made his day.
"Okay, so I’m right? You’re either being malicious again, or actually starting to care about other people."
I fold my arms and stare out the window, watching streetlights smear across the glass.
What does he know about me, anyway? I’ve never corrected anyone’s opinion that I’m vindictive and always out to get anyone who crosses me. It’s the truth. I won’t let anyone step over me for any reason. But I’m not the monster Miles and the rest of campus think I am. Still, it’s better they keep believing it. That way, I don’t have to
