PARTY LIFE 2.

MAYA.

"Hey! No need to be rude!" Stella shouted after me, her voice carrying across the room. I could sense her indignation, but I didn't bother turning around. "I just stated the obvious. No one asked you to sneak off with shady characters in the parking lot!"

I let out a derisive snort, loud enough for her to know I wasn't interested in her opinions. What was her problem, anyway?

"You should be nice to me, you know?"

Stella shouted once more, her voice rising in a bid to get my attention. This time, I froze, my feet rooted to the spot as I slowly turned to face her. She was caught off guard, nearly colliding with me before hastily taking a step back.

Her eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, we just stared at each other. My glare was icy, a warning to her to back the hell off, while Stella's expression faltered, her bravado wavering in the face of my hostility.