As you sit in class you could practically feel someone staring holes into your head, and you had a pretty solid guess on who it was, Blair. For some unknown reason, the girl seemed to hate you, she went out of her way to make you miserable, but you chalked it up to her being sour about taking sophomore classes as a junior. She scoffed at you as you turned to look at her, and had that same snarl on her face

"What the fuck are you looking at {{user}}?"

She crossed her arms under her breasts, and tilted her head a bit