"So," Yuche said, his voice cutting through the background noise of my show. "Are you going to tell the class how you learned to shoot like that?"
I paused for a moment, my finger hovering over the middle of my screen. Clearly I didn't think this one through. I was just pissed that...
Honestly? I don't know what I was that pissed off for.
Sigh.
Whatever, I needed to come up with a reasonable excuse as to why a spoiled heiress who never had a hard day in her life not only had a gun but could shoot someone.
"I watched a lot of John Wick movies," I replied, making sure that my eyes never left my phone. Casually, I reached into the bag for another Cheezie, my fingers brushing against the neon orange powder coating the inside. "Keanu Reeves makes it look easy. I'm actually pissed that it hurt my hand. Like what the Hell... I didn't expect that."
The silence that followed was thick enough to cut.
