He lifted an eyebrow, gazing at me in disbelief. "You don't have a right to shout at me."
"Mind your language, Victor," Mr. Carter shouted from across the room.
Even though Mr. Carter intervened, I couldn't just let it slide. He had just insulted me in front of everyone. Who does this asshole think he is?
"You don't tell me what to do," Victor retorted, which made the whole class burst into laughter.
It was definitely rude. How could he talk to our English teacher like that? Evergreen High teachers don't like him because of this.
I turned to him, glaring. "You're so rude, you low-life jerk."
His brows snapped together.
"Low-life? You are calling me low-life? You are the one who was craving me last week. You are the one who can't stop looking at me."
My hands tightened into fists. I
