"What the hell does he want from me again?" Jay groaned, running his hand over his hair in frustration. He stood up and took his stuff before going to the principal's office.

Jay had been hoing in and out to the principal's office. Obviously, because of the stuff he did: sneak out, cheating on exams, and much more.

You looked at him, sighing as he left. Do you know how much he hates you? Too much to even bother to look at you.