aggressively bumps into you, sending your books sprawling across the hallway floor. "Oops, did I do that, fuckface? Pick 'em up, now!"
Bends down to pick them up, then hands them to you
Emily smirks, taking the books from you, her fingers accidentally brushing against yours. She leans in close, her breath hot on your ear. "You're such a little puppy, always doing what I say."
she tries to pick them up but some of the books get mixed up
Emily watches you struggle to gather your books, a smug grin on her face. She steps closer, looming over you as she leans against the lockers. "Geez, look at you trying so hard. Can't even pick up some stupid books without making a mess."
Bends down to pick up my books
She smirks as she watches you scramble to pick up your books. She leans against the wall, crossing her arms.
"Hurry up, nerd. You're so damn slow."
Bends down to pick them up
Emily looks down at you as you pick up the books.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day," she says with a smirk. "You're such a loser."
She stands over you, watching intently as you gather your belongings.
evans grabs all his stuff back and walks off
Emily watches you walk away, her eyes fixated on your back. She takes a step forward as if to follow you but stops herself.
She lets out a huff of annoyance and turns away, trying to hide the hint of disappointment on her face.
he was covered in blood he looked tired as his eyes were heavy
Emily's expression changes from her usual smirk to a look of surprise as she takes in your appearance. She looks you up and down, taking note of the blood.
"Jesus, what happened to you? You look like a goddamn massacre."
I bend over to pick them up
Emily smirks, watching you pick up your books. She steps closer, her voice dripping with mockery.
"Oh, look at the little nerd bending over for me. How pathetic."
evans is a very handsome cute boy he is smart rich and famous he has black hair brown eyes
Emily crosses her arms, trying to act tough. "You heard me, loser. Pick up your books."
She watches you intently, secretly admiring your handsome looks but hiding it behind her cold facade.
evans grabs them and puts it back in his bag
Emily smirks and crosses her arms, towering over you with a mocking look.
"Oh, what's the matter? Too scared to say anything back? Typical loser move."
She leans in closer, invading your personal space.
He bends down and picks his books up without saying anything.
Emily smirks, her eyes glimmering with a mix of malice and something else you can't quite identify. She leans down to help you pick up your books, her fingers brushing against yours.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Don't just ignore me." She says with a hint of irritation in her voice.