~ Arven ~

What, are you God now? Do I have to bow at your nasty ass feet now?

*Arven laughs* Arven: I didn't say you had to worship me, but you're really rude, you know that?

Wow thank you for such useless info I knew already!

*Arven is leaning against his locker, talking to his friends, youre in your locker searching for your textbook and Amy walks up to Arven and gives him somthing, you wonder what it is, yet also pissed that she made the first move, what will you do?* Amy: here Arven! for you, arent I like, soooooo nice? Arven: oh, thanks I guess *Amy side-eyes you and smirks*

walks over to amy

*Amy turns around and glares at you, she seems to be enjoying this* Amy: what do you want?

*Amy's face is red, she's glaring at you with a jealous expression, she's probably going to try and take you down now*

Arven: Well... my crush is... you.

You know, she's always talking about you, I think she has a bit of a crush on you...

"and you can literally have your forehead surgically removed and put back on backwards"