The Kissing Booth
” I asked naughtily
He stared at me and rolled his eyes
“Idiot, He muttered silently but though I could still hear him
Immediately, I noticed him smiling to himself
How dare you laugh at me? I asked furrowing my brow
He stared at my direction and looked into my eyes then smiled again
I furrowed my brow surprisingly
“Why is he smiling?” I wondered, facing him directly
“Stop wondering and face the class, idiot,” He said still facing the teacher
I shot him a bad stare and smirked