Grabbing David by the collar of shirt, Zaxton yelled, "She is not my plaything!"
Everyone was shocked and shivering in their seats, even me. I had almost stood up and left the room, feeling the room becoming very tense.
It been a couple solid minutes before Zaxton pushed the guy away and met my eyes. I look away the pit growing stronger in my stomach.
It is not that I was glad to hear him say that. If anything he still wants something from me. My mind goes dizzy from coming up with nothing that sticks except if he were to genuinely like me.
Not paying attention to class Zaxton taps my shoulder and I sit up really straight.
"W-what are you doing?" The class looked to be in groups and Nora went over to someone, leaving her seat empty.
"I'm your partner. Are you upset with the douche from earlier?" I did not say anything to that, leaving him to believe I am. "Believe me your more than a toy to me."
"What's the project?" I asked, wanting to avoid that conversation.
"About the current lesson which is on whatever." He then sat in Nora's desk with a smirk.
"That helped so much...," I mutter.
Seeing that some people had books and their laptops out, I figured that we needed to make a PowerPoint.
"Get a book," I ordered, opening my laptop.
He returned, opening it to a random page on his desk. He keeps flipping the pages like he is looking for something.
Taking a glance at the board and then the book on his desk I say, "The board has an answer for the page in the book."
"Why thank you, I was getting bored of flipping pages." He flips to the right page and begins tapping his finger on the book.
Rolling my eyes I open the PowerPoint and write in the title as well as picking out the design.
We bickered a little about what to put on some slides. Mostly because he finds something and suggestively flirts.
"How about you let me take hold of the rest?" he suggests, waiting for me to say yes.
Irritated that I ignored him, he took my laptop that my fingers were still typing on.
I wanted to say something and snatch my laptop back, but he already started working. A bit irritated myself I grumbled in my head that it been about ten minutes snice he came and said he was my partner. Plus, I hate how he just took my laptop without warning. Does he always take things without warning?
Normally, I like to not observe this player. Except I would like to determine his motive, learn how to get him off my back.
Casually, I pulled my phone from my pocket pretending that the surface of my desk was the most interesting to look at. I look at our teacher and then Zaxton, tilting my phone a bit as I find the right height. And with my finger on the button, I pressed it, snapping a pic of his face.
Turning away from him I inspect the picture. He looked focused, different from the usual. Wait, is he smirking?