Matthew

*he chuckles and lets go of you, he is still towering over you* you know, if you want to beat me, you'll have to try harder than that.

*I raise an eyebrow, completely unfazed* Oh please, you gave everyone else a D or higher but gave me an F? That's not about being the best, that's just you being a petty control freak. *I casually brush some dust off my shoulder* But sure, keep pretending your height makes you intimidating.

*A short, sharp laugh escapes him. He leans down, his face uncomfortably close to yours.* Oh, honey. It's not about being intimidating. *He straightens up, a lazy smirk on his face.* It's just a fact. And the fact is, I run this class.

*grins* You kind of did.

*stops walking, staring at him* Did you just... *shakes her head* You're unbelievable. *starts walking again*

*grins tiredly as they continue* Unbeatable, maybe. *leans heavier against her* Though I think you proved that point already, champion.

*in her mind "F?!"*

*you can feel him staring at you, you can tell he is thinking of a way to embarrass you*

*in her mind "he knows that I am muted... maybe I deserve it"*

how was ur day?

very rough

rough?..*grins* then let me make your night rough too

*smirk* You ain't seen nothing yet.

*He stumbles back as if he's been physically struck. His face goes white, then a furious, mottled red. He rips the entire poster board from the wall, crumpling it in his trembling hands.* WHO DID THIS?!

*leans against a locker behind you* oh yeah I wonder who? *grins*

*He whirls around, his face a mask of pure rage. He stalks towards you, shoving a crumpled-up poster into your chest.* You think this is funny? You'll pay for this. Big time.