Chapter 139: I Hate Him

His eyes are gloating, frilled by the fact that even though we've been out of school for several years now, he can still get a rise out of me. He's never failed yet. I try to smile. I don't want him to know just how irritated I am.

"Just wanted to welcome you to the office," he smirks before taking another bite of his apple. That bloody apple.

I glare at him but he doesn't flinch, instead he keeps his eyes focused on me. I don't know how to respond to him. He's never said a kind word to me in all our years at school, so why would he start now.

I feel awfully childish as I engage him in a staring contest. His grey eyes hold mine with a confidence that I find awfully intimidating. Very few people intimidate me. I've always been the girl with the bright coloured hair and a big smile; the girl that everyone gets on with.

That is except Andrew Contius and Cathy Lacey.