“Well hello! Since we haven’t met properly, I’m James,” he said to me. I stared at him for about five seconds without saying anything.

“I didn’t ask,” I said turning away from him and looked at Lily for an answer. She seemed put on the spot.

“Yeah, well, at least all the guys haven’t nicknamed me the frigid bitch,” he retorted.

“They’re just mad that I didn’t show any interest in them, if I did they’d be falling at my feet,” I said matter-of-factly. I flipped my silver hair over my shoulder and gave him a stony stare.

“Oh, I’m sure,” he responded sarcastically, “I bet I could get more girls to like me than you could get guys.”