LIZ'S POV
He was arrogant and impetuous. He assumed that I was as attracted to him as he probably was to me which wasn't a lie but it seemed like knowing I didn't or if I pretended I didn't would hurt his ego a great deal.
The ego I didn't care about anyway. He had asked me to not come with my car to school and for some reason that was yet to make sense to me, that small rebellion in me had died and I had not gone with the car.
He had that force that made me just want to do what he said, no matter how he said it. It was something I had to be wary of. It was something that would ruin me if I let it live at all. By all means, there was a need to tamp down the constant excitement I felt when he was near and hush the small voice in my head that wanted to ask him to do things that were forb
