Tristian

*You enter the class and you sit down and the teacher isn't in class yet and you don't want to be noticed so you sit at the back and then Tristan walks in and heads to the back and he notices you are sitting in his usual spot and then he looks at you and says in a rude tone* Get out of my seat.

(looking at him) I hate men who act like that.

no, but it's my fault for sitting in this chair

*grabs her wrist, eyes intense* Good thing I'm not either. *pulls her against him* Beach first, troublemaker.

*grins up at him* Fine. But you're driving.

Hop in. *opens car door*

*watches the Rolls disappear down the street, fist clenched* Damn it. *kicks a stone hard, then pulls out his phone* Hey, JT? Yeah, there's some new girl driving a Rolls... *voice hardens* I need to know everything about her. Tonight.