"Here and I prefer to go by V," the new girl stated in a flat voice as she lowered her hand before giving an unimpressed glare at a group of snickering boys.
"Like the British terrorist from that shitty movie?" one of the guys questioned as his group laughed.
"Something like that. You got a problem with it?" V demanded as she strengthened her glare at the group causing them to stop laughing.
"No," the one who had spoken responded as he turned back to his friends. "Looks like she's going to be good friends with the scar girl there," he stage whispered.
"Hey maybe she'll put out more than the other one. Besides what's with calling herself V that's kinda weird," another added as he glanced over to where Jean and V were sitting in the corner.