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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tʜʀᴇᴇ » A Bαd Sтαrт

Just an idea of what Levi looks like in this story, except he also has a lip piercing. :)

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Before Levi can come up with a comeback, a searchlight passes our alleyway. As if out of instinct, Levi whirled around right in front of me, clamping a hand down on my mouth.

"What are you doing?" I demand, but it came out as a muffled cry of protest.

"Shh!" Levi hisses, hovering a finger in front of his lips only for a moment. 

I grow a bit uncomfortable, seeing how close our proximity is; not to mention he has me cornered against a wall.

After some moments, his eyes drift to me. "You do know we're out past curfew -- it's ten o'clock." He states, retracting his hand from my mouth.

I roll my eyes, "no, shit," I scoff sarcastically. I effort a shrug, "but like I care anyways. This wouldn't be the first time I've gone against their rules." I inform him, crossing my arms.

He quirks a brow at me, "really?" He inquires, getting an eye roll of annoyance.

"I'm not even gonna bother to nod, or say 'yup,' cuz I don't want to make things awkward more than they already are," I state.

He shrugs curtly, "this isn't awkward," he contradicts.

I lift a brow at him, "oh really? Because I think it is. Well, maybe just a tad bit." I retort.

He inches his face towards me, "I don't know, maybe I like the proximity between us right now." His demeanor instantly flips into something more provocative as he starts to lean in towards me.

 I scrunch up my nose, my eyes showing disgust. "Ugh, gross." I groan, placing a hand on his face and shoving his face back.

He chuckles, "I'm just fucking with you, calm down." He states.

I cast a sly smirk at him, cocking my head a tad bit. "I had a feeling since you're the figure of a bad boy, and all bad boys are players."

The ghost of a smile instantly leaves his face. "That's stereotypical," he groans, rolling his pupils.

"Nope, not really. It's just a fact. And even if you weren't, I wouldn't want your gross ass anyway." I sneer.

He scoffs, "like I would want yours, either. You're a disgusting little bitch." He snaps, now moving away from me and back to his original spot.

I sweep my hair over my shoulder in a dramatic flare. 

"Oh, was that an insult? Mm, try again, because it's nothing I haven't heard before. I know I'm a bitch, thank you very much. I practically have my whole school wrapped around my finger because of it. Ninety-five percent of everyone there is terrified of me. So actually, you're giving me a compliment."

He rolls his eyes again, "congratulations, you want a cookie?"

I roll my own back at him, followed by a scoff. "That's the best you've got? As I said, try again." 

He opens his mouth to retaliate, just when a searchlight illuminated his silhouette. My eyes widen and he notices my expression. His body whips around, his hand flying up and shielding his eyes from the intensity of the light.

"You kids are out past curfew. Return to your homes now, or be escorted to the Offeree Station." A robotic voice orders.

I take a step forward, "I say fuck off, drone!" I spit, earning a small chuckle from Levi.