"This is outrightly outrageous." I groaned, spinning around on the chair to face Alex who was lying cross-legged on the bed. He was reading a novel.
"If you think that rhymed, you're just plain dumb." He replied blatantly, green eyes fixed on the novel.
I rolled my eyes, "Quotient rule sucks. It's so fucking hard, I don't think I'm getting it right."
"Okay," He drawled out without any emotions, his eyes flicking between the lines of the book.
I was curious to know what book was that that was taking his attention away from me so, I found myself crawling silently on the bed to where he was was — at the centre. I poked my head closer to the book, "you're reading twilight saga," I laughed.
He slammed the book shut, his eyes too were tightly shut in frustration as he pinched the bridge between his dark thick eyebrows then he suddenly opened them and sharply turned to face me.
