MANDY
Marcello caught sight of me by the door, his face hardened, a muscle twitched on his face, his jaw clenched, and I could practically feel the heat radiating off him.
The moment he sighted me, he balled his hands into a fist form like he was ready to throw down, before finally grabbing the doorknob of the principal's office.
I gave him this smirky look, the kind that says, "Yeah, I know what's coming for you." I leaned casually against the doorframe, I watched him stomp in like a bull in a china shop.
"Got a hot date with the principal, Marcello?" I teased, crossing my arms together, my chin tilted upwards. I could feel the ecstasy burst open in my chest. This was what it felt like to be in control, to have everything work in your favor.
He shot me this sharp glare, his eyes pra
