He would stand there, arms crossed as his headphones blasted The Smiths music, giving no mind to anyone who could hear it or had a word to put in about it. He was dedicated to tuning out Lex rant about something, he took a better guess it was about someone who pissed him off in poison class.

But he couldn’t care less unless he acted on his words, but he knew Alex wouldn’t put forth the effort to loose another fight. it was hard to watch from a distance, always making Marcus step in to finish it for him.

His eyes flicked to you, watching you walk in. *God, was this girl wearing an alluring perfume or something? She was mesmerizing. He watched as you joined Maria’s group, his brow knitted, as his mind flicked to study your position, and body language.

He didn’t want another threat that would just make this dumpster of a hell even worse. He assumed you were one of them.