“Who the fuck does he think he is?!" I asked no one in particular as I angrily walked barefoot through the hallway, ignoring the condescending look of the people I walked past.

They were the least of my problems right now.

Xander was so annoying, so infuriating. I just feel like holding his head and shaking it. Maybe then he'd have some sense and see that things are not as they seem.

One minute, I think maybe his eyes are opening and there might be hope. The next minute, he's acting like a total jackass.

He's so stupid and blind. Hating me for something I had no hand in.

I...