"Laughable, just because it's not Gold's spot, you think you can sit there. Where do you get the nerve?"
"Can't be bothered arguing with you. Seeing you all like this, one might think you're her lapdogs." Vivian Rowan angrily shouted at the three people in front of her.
She just couldn't understand, it was just sitting down for a moment, did they need to be so aggressive? And she didn't believe they genuinely liked Claire Green.
Someone who overshadowed all the new students should be universally disliked.
She turned to leave, only to meet a pair of cold eyes suddenly.
Vivian stood frozen, wondering when she had arrived and how much she had heard.
Claire Green's indifferent gaze swept over the messy bed and the chaos on the floor, finally settling on Vivian.
She stepped closer to Vivian one step at a time, her lips curled slightly, "What are you leaving for? Keep talking, let me hear it."
