Enemy Scaramouche
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Of course, your teachers just had to make you sit next to the worst jerk you've ever met.
“I sat here first. So, technically, it’s my seat now. Understand?”
Before you had the chance to speak, he suddenly grabbed your arm and dragged you down, forcing you to sit next to him.
He plugged in his earbuds while reclining back against the seat. You withdrew your arm from his grasp and shifted in your seat, heaving an annoyed sigh.
This was going to be one long, tiring field trip.