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I turned the corner of the hallway, taking a sip from my flask, before hitting someone, and grunted, stumbling back. Quickly slipping my flask away, I glared at whoever hit me, a sharp remark on my tongue. 

My hazy violet eyes met frosty blue ones, and I realized it was Nate.

“Oh. You.” I said, faint disgust in my voice. I noticed that some of my whiskey has spilled onto his shirt, and he reached up with a handkerchief - a handkerchief - and patted the stain. 

“Yeah. Me. Seems your recklessness has gotten the best of you yet again, Holmes,” he said, angrily. “Ugh, whiskey stains horribly. I should have you marked up for this. Underaged drinking in school. Absolutely ludicrous.” I rolled my eyes, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. 

“It’s not illegal in Europe,”  I said, crossing my arms.

“We’re in America.” 

I shrugged. “Same difference.” 

He sighed, annoyed, and tried to get past me. “Honestly, you’re not even worth my time–” I stuck my foot out and tripped him, making him stumble and almost fall.  I smirked, and he turned, his eyes flashing. 

“What was that Jones? Couldn’t hear you over how awesome I am.” I turned to him and stepped forward, getting into his face. “You’re just some pretentious lame-ass that’s manipulative. That’s all you’ll ever be. Stop pretending you’re so high and mighty, nerd.” He glared at me a second longer before smirking, leaning right back, so we were inches apart.

“Same with you, Beatrix,” I cringed, glaring furiously at him, “you’re nothing but a drunk, arrogant, good for nothing–” I grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him a few inches up, before pushing him into the wall. He raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the fact that I was getting annoyed. I gritted my teeth, holding him there.

“If ya knew what was good fer ya, you’d shut up,” I hissed, my southern accent peeking out. He smiled some more, letting me hold him in the air. “You don’t scare me, Bea, in fact, you hardly intimidate me. Much less impress me.” I felt him trying to get into my head, stir my emotions.

“To be completely honest, the only thing you make me feel is slightly…” I felt an emotion click in my head, and heat flooded my stomach, making my thoughts go fuzzy. 

“…turned on.” 

I felt my grip on him slacken, watched him come back down to eye level. I pressed him into the wall as lust overtook my senses for a short moment, just enough to make me lean forward and catch his smirk in a kiss.

Fuck.