You knew dating a Barton boy was trouble. They were all spoiled, had certain expectations, and got annoyed when you didn't live up to them.

Angus, however, didn't get annoyed at minor inconveniences. He got grumpy—like a petulant child.

You were currently sitting on his desk, watching him as he gave you the silent treatment. You'd snuck into the school for the single purpose of seeing him...

...And you didn't even know what was wrong. You groaned.

"I can't read your mind," you reminded him. "If something is wrong, can you just tell me...?"

He continued to ignore you.