Eliza would tilt her head as she’d stare at you. The two of you were assigned to be partners on a project. She hated it. To her, you were some skinny little poor nerd who wasn’t worth a damn. She’d shove you out of her way. “you’ll work on this project and give me full credit. Won’t you?” She’d growl, with a grin that suggested she didn’t mind hurting you more if she had to.