I shifted uneasily on my feet, feeling more than aware of all the testosterone level in the air.
What was up with Jordan anyway? Why was he here to cause more trouble?
"Why? Modéle?" Pierre mocked.
"We have a presentation to work on. We're both busy and she apparently doesn't have time to dally with a free loader" he hissed, aquamarine eyes narrowing dangerously.
Pierre's jaw ticked and he glared angrily at Jordan, his fists clenching at his side.
Bad blood?
"Watch it Bancroft-"
"Wow look at the time!" Othniel interjected, stepping in between the two of them and checking his time on his wristwatch.
That Wristwatch hasn't been working ever since we entered the year 2012.
"Emma are you still supposed to be on school grounds? I thought you were spending your day with Kristoff? I mean
