Hate at first sight

“Don't you have manners? What kind of gentleman are you?” I asks though gritted teeth.

He chuckles and smirks at me.

"Sure I am a man, just the way I see you checking me out is obvious but gentle? I don't think so." he replies to me.

"Firstly I was not checking you out. You have such a big ego that you think every girl will fall for your charms." I half lie. "And secondly, you said earlier that you have manners and that that I just don't see it. So if you are man and have manners, you should be a gentleman, idiot." I reply nonchalantly.

"Ohh sorry I thought you were talking about being gentle in bed." he says with his evil smirk on his face. " Nevertheless I appreciate that you think I am a gentleman but as you can see I am more in the tough category. But I will definitely not place you in the lady category. You are just too feisty for that." he replies seriously.

I look at him again, shock by his arrogance and bluntness. Did he just insult me?

Ohh boy you just don't know with whom you are messing and that when I am in a very bad mood.

"So you think I am not lady material. Well I will show you juat how feisty and 'unlady' I can be." with that said I throw my chocolate milkshake on his pretty face and watch gleefully as his smirk disappears." What kind of gentleman are you?" I asks him angrily.

And this was the first and last thing that was good about this day.