The pair of obsidian eyes were not focused on the girl beside him. They were scanning the lunch hall and looking for something. He looked determined to find and claim whatever he was searching for.

His eyes met mine. He blinked twice before realising where I was and who I was sitting with. His dark orbs became darker, and his jaw ticked as he watched me slowly sit back and hide behind the back of the jock.

At that point, he appeared to be seconds away from starting a rampage.

I dropped my head down and avoided his gaze.

The guy that I recognised also from Chase's party that I remembered as Kyle spoke up "What happened to your hair?"

For the hundredth time today, I explained "I wanted to change it but now I've changed my mind. I'm dyeing it back to green tonight."

Kyle looked confused when he pointed to my head "But you look much better as a brunette. Less freaky and more cute."

Some of the guys laughed. It was not a surprise that Chase joined in because what is a pack of laughing hyenas without their leader. I glared at him, and he mumbled a sorry.

"Well, Kyle." I addressed Chase's friend "It is a good thing that I could not care less what you think."

I did not care about being cute. Unless it was the kind of cute that would inspire Edgar Allan Poe to write dark poems about me like Annabel Lee. Caring too much about what people thought was what had made me get rid of my hair in the first place and I was not going to make that mistake again.

"Anyway," I tilted my body to Chase so I could tell him "I have agreed to tutor you and help you with your English essay so is there are a certain time and place that works for you?"

He nodded, happily "How about my place?"

I did not know if he said it because he was serious or he was trying to insinuate something. By the immature chuckling of the table, I was leaning more towards the latter.

Kyle felt the need to add to it "I don't think there is going to be a lot of studying."

I glared at all of them "Yeah, there will be more than study going on. If Chase keeps on being an asshole, there will be a lot of shouting."

"Screaming?" One of the boys hollered and high-fived the guy next to him, obviously not meaning the aggressive screaming.

I let out a breath and rubbed at my temples "Chase, can we please just agree on a place and time. Then I will leave so you and your buddies can go back to talking about whatever you were before I arrived."

He did not answer, instead, Kyle did "We were talking about going to the fight at the beach before you came but you would know all about that though, wouldn't you?"