"Don't hang out around me. Don't talk to me. Don't look at me. We don't know each other.", were the instructions Dylan have to me as soon as we got to school. "And don't you dare try to get popular with my name. Don't lie to people that you're buddies with the Betas son", he continued.
"I had no plans to.", I shrugged, walking out on him.
"Hey! I wasn't fine talking!", he yelled, sounding like his dad whenever I say or do something stupid.
"I don't want to be seen talking to you." I said, not to loudly but loud enough for him to hear. He was quiet for some seconds like he was trying to process what I had just said, after a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke up.
"WHAT?!", he definitely wasn't expecting my reply.