Alexa's eyes blazed with anger, but she refused to let Richard get under her skin. She took a deep breath, focused on the test, and began to work with renewed determination.
As the test came to a close, Alexa felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had given it her all, and she was confident that she had aced it.
Richard, on the other hand, seemed completely relaxed. He handed in his test with a smile, his eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Well, well, well," he said, as he walked out of the classroom. "Looks like it's going to be a long semester."
Alexa's eyes rolled in exasperation. What was his problem?
As she walked out of the classroom, she couldn't help but notice the way Richard's eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief. It was infuriating.
But as she turned to head to her locker, she caught a glimpse of something that made her heart skip a beat. Richard was standing by his locker, his back to her, and on the back of his shirt was a small, handwritten note:
"Alexa's going down."
Alexa's eyes narrowed. Game on.
