Cassie.
Handing over my plate of food and drink to Sansa, I slowly turned to face Zia. Her long hair flowed in waves over her shoulders. Her piercing eyes stared back at me with a smug expression on her face, the only thing I could think about was what it would look like beaten in.
Perhaps that was a slightly aggressive thought for me to have, but she had pushed my last fucking button like no one would believe.
“What is your problem?” I asked her, trying to remain calm as everyone waited for her explanation. A scoff left her lips as she sat there, rolling her eyes with her arms across her chest. She had to always be high and mighty when she was around her peers, something girls like her would never get tired of doing.
“I don't have a problem. It's you who’s jealous Lucas and I are, well, eventually going to be together,” she replied mockingly.
