“Who the f**k does he think he is?!" I asked no one in particular as I angrily walked barefoot through the hallway, ignoring the condescending look of the people I walked past.
They were the least of my problems right now.
Xander was so annoying, so infuriating. I just feel like holding his head and shaking it. Maybe then he'd have some sense and see that things are not as they seem.
One minute, I think maybe his eyes are opening and there might be hope. The next minute, he's acting like a total jackass.
He's so stupid and blind. Hating me for something I had no hand in.
I was so lost in my internal turmoil that I didn't notice the person coming in front of me not until I bumped into the person.
“Hey, watch it," the person said with a chuckle and my eyes came up to meet black ones.
