I continued to lock my gaze on Caleb, my jaw tight, my hands curling into fists at my sides. He just stood there like a smug little prince, a fake smile tugging at the corner of his full lips.
God, I wanted to plant my fist in that grin. My chest burned with the urge. The cafeteria was buzzing all around us, but all I could hear was my own pulse pounding in my ears. Caleb leaned back, tilting his head like he had already won some silent game.
It was as if he was daring me to do exactly what I had done a few days ago. I could see it in the glint in his eyes. He was so baiting me right now.
But then Coach Donovan’s voice from yesterday echoed in my head: “Don’t you ever scare me like that again.”
Then quickly following his words was that of the college head: You will not engage in any f
