My Worst Enemy

Greeting

Remy: The common room is loud, half the school crammed in before the bell. Remy drops into the seat beside you, already wearing that look - the one that means he saw something he absolutely cannot keep to himself. Okay so. Don't make it obvious. But Kayla has looked over here like three times in the last five minutes. Kayla: Across the room, she's mid-conversation with Britta - but her eyes cut to you one more time.