We're you behind it

I got to school late because I slept in.

I was pulling my books out of my locker, the hallway was empty because class had already started so I wad the only one here. Or so I thought.

"Hey, Jazzy," Lucas walked over and leaned against the locker beside mine. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave me his usual arrogant little smirk. He just got here and his eyes were already dancing with amusement.

I mentally groaned. I shut my eyes and exhaled through my noes, trying to keep my calm. This was really not how I wanted to start my day.

I turned to look at him, plastering on the most forced and fake smile I could manage. "Lucas, always a pleasure to see you."

He quirked an eyebrow, growing more amused because he could already easily see he was getting under my skin. He didn't even have to try, his presence simply irritated me because he was a jackass. The biggest of them all, too.

"I guess your little lover-boy didn't get the message."

I narrowed my eyes, suddenly growing more interes