Evee Arlandal, disguised as a boy with the fake name: Mallar Xaevos. Sended from the entertainment industry with the purpose to make her able to express 'love' clearly. She herself doesn't know their plans, but did it for her families sake. Would the plan of the industry suceed...?
But she remain calm as he scoffed her. That was pretty normal for a boy. It was a sign that he wanted to be her friend. So her foolish believe in 'mens friendship' that she studied in a creepy looking book.
As she offered him her sugarless bubble gum and he took one, without even a word of gratitude, Evee was tried to not take the plastic away and made him grabbed into the air. But she restrained herself but as he commented:
"Tastes like shit,"
Wha- who did he think she was? His maid? Giving him a bubble gum what isn't priceless, without a word of gratitude and then commented rudely like that? Was he a punk or something? Even Evee understood that it wasn't the start of friendship between them. It was war. And Evee made sure not to lose it. "Better then sweet bubble gums. They are worser then shit." She said and a small grin formed on her lips. "If you are not able to gulp in this much, I have to question yourself being a proper man." Now she made it. That was something very sensitive she said there. She knew it, it was said inside her little creepy looking book. "Because eating sweet things is not our men thing, is it?" Clearly she was trying to reconcile, if it isn't too late.
"So, you're names Mallar, right? That's a freakin' weird name. You from a different country or something?"
As he tried to change the subject, she decided to go along. "Well yeah, ever gone to Tunisia? My father comes from there but somehow I end here. Don't ask me about past things. But your name is also weird. 'Hunter'... is that a title or a name?" She said easily the lie that she had studied and mocked at him also. So he even grew more worried of what she said before. Why did she make him even more mad? Was she stupid? But but...
But she stubbornly throw away her conscience. It was his fault. He was the one who start it off. Although it sound childish, she do not believe she had any fault there. She concentrated her glance back to the plastic of bubble gums and ate another one. The fifth one for today.