"So, you like the bad boy of the school, huh?" His annoying voice floated throughout the room. All eyes turned to me. "Could you be any louder?" "Aw don't be so mean just because he likes your best friend instead of you," He mocked. I looked at him. "I'm more than painfully aware. It doesn't matter anyways. My feelings don't matter, he has the eyes for Jenna and no one else." He shrugged. "You're gonna give up like that? That doesn't seem like the feisty bad girl that I've come to despise. What if you got a little help from the one and only?" He motioned towards himself dramatically. My eyes narrowed at him. "Why would you want to?" He tapped his swollen cheek. "I'm tired of being used as a punching bag. Maybe if you're happy you'll stop wailing on me." I stared at his annoying smirk for a minute. "It's a deal, Pretty Boy."