Creep!

POV: First Person.

I stared at Griffin’s exhausted face, my blood boiling under the fluorescent lobby lights. *He wants you to have lunch with him.* The sheer audacity of Evander Vanguard knew absolutely no bounds. I had flat-out refused, turning on my heel and marching straight to the canteen with Paige without a second glance. I didn't care if poor Griffin had to march back up to the top floor