All her anger came bubbling back. Oh, so you just conveniently forget the people you molest in the darkest hours of night? Must be a frequent practice huh? She thought furiously.
It was dark...a small righteous part of her meekly defended.
Not the point! The unrighteous, stubborn part countered.
You had trouble recognizing him too...
Whose side are you on?! Her internal monologue continued.
'You.', she accused in a low whisper, fed up of her sleep deprived brain.
He blinked and then slightly cocked his head, still waiting. In the daylight, she could easily say that the dim light of the dorm hadn't done his features justice. If he hadn't messed up her life, Aria could very well be seen fanning herself with a dreamy look in her eyes. Rich, long eyelashes which could give any girl a serious complex framed his ocean green orbs; high, chiseled cheekbones that traced the path to sculpted soft lips that were at the moment slightly pressed, contemplating on her accusation.
'I'm sorry. I'm being rude. I'm the girl you groped in the dead of night. Ring a bell?', she said sweetly through clenched teeth. Aria was now aware that his friends had ceased all conversation and where now watching the exchange unfold in fascination.
She could see the moment recognition hit. His eyebrows shot up slightly on his otherwise still impassive face. He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a-
'So you're the chick.' One of the guys from behind him declared. Aria's death glare shot to him; her eyes scanning her next victim. Victim number two, sat on the courtyard embankment; a wide amused smile playing across his friendly face. Usually it would have come across as an easygoing gesture but at the moment it only added to Aria's irritation.
He caught he murderous glare and his smile faltered as his eyes darted to his friend who stood stone faced, before awkwardly getting up and extending a hand to Aria.
'I don't think we've met. I'm Will. Will Spencer.', he began, attempting to reduce the tension.
Aria ignored his outstretched hand and turned her attention back to the one who rightfully deserved her anger.
Blake sighed, 'Look, it really was a misunderstanding-'
'I know it was a misunderstanding. I saw the look on Claire Redding's face.', Aria said through clenched teeth.
'Good. I apologize for groping you, which I didn't, just by the way.', he stated in a condescending tone that clearly overshadowed his pathetic attempt at an apology.
'You were the one who started attacking me.'
He has the nerve to look astounded! She amazed.
'I'm afraid I don't speak creep. What would you do if someone starts feeling you up in the middle of the night?', her voice significantly rising for her own soft spoken self.
The corners of his mouth twitched up and he opened his mouth to say something that Aria knew would be a cocky reply.
'Don't answer that.', she interrupted and he features pulled into a slightly amused expression. Her hazel eyes were shooting daggers at him.
'I came here to inform you that your little trespassing session has significantly ruined my life-', his eyebrows pulled up questioningly as he crossed his arms over his chest.
'-because Miss Morris kicked me out for unorderly conduct!'
A surprised expression crossed his face as he blinked once, 'She really kicked you out?'
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