Cloves PoV
"Fancy meeting you here Clover!"
I whip around, and stare up at the tall, muscled blond standing in front of me. I fold my arms across my chest.
"We go to the same school stupid. Of course we're going to see each other at some point in the day. Unfortunately."
He chuckles slightly.
"Feisty one!"
"Screw off!"
He raises his eyebrow at me.
"Why such a grump today Cloverfield?"
"Why are you such a brat today Blondie?! Oh wait... that's just how you normally behave. Now get out of my face."
I turn back around and flop into my desk.
Suddenly something hits me in the back of the head.
A tiny empty crumpled up piece of paper.
I roll my eyes and glance back at Cato, who wears a huge smirk.
I'm about to turn around again, when he flicks another piece of paper at me, and it hits right in the center of my nose.
I growl quietly, and turn back into my seat, facing the front again.
Another paper hits me.
Then another.
And another
I bite my lip, and try not to snap.
A fourth hits, and I spin around angrily.
"STOP THAT!"
"Miss Kentwell? Is there a problem?"
I sheepishly turn back around as the teacher glares down at me.
"Sorry Ma'am."
"Pay attention please. Stop bugging to Mr Hadley."
"Wh-what?!" I gasp in disbelief. "He was the one who was bugging me!"
"If you continue to argue, I'm afraid you'll have detention Miss Kentwell!"
"Bu-"
"Ah!"
"Sorry," I mutter slumping back down into my seat.
She nods and walks back to the front of the class.
About thirty minutes later, a bit before class is done, a paper hits my head again.
I grind my teeth together and turn slightly, giving Cato a nasty look.
I then notice the paper is a bit bigger, and folded more delicately.
I unfold it and glance over the messy writing.
Go out with me?
