"you? why would you wanna buy drugs?"

you groaned in frustration, trying to regulate the rising irritation in your gut. Your eyes met his after a few moments, your brows furrowing as you listened to the redhead's words. Roy Harper never had a good reputation, that much was evident. He picked fights, had bad grades, and a rumor had spread that he'd become a dealer to help raise his daughter. of course, he hadn't told anyone about her however. You on the other hand, the leader of the school council, a 'goody-two-shoes' who was always on top of your studies and education. Sure, you were popular in the kind and funny way, sure, you always completed your homework days before the deadline. Sure, you were everything he wasn't. But it still pissed you off that he was refusing you.