Chapter 87- Checkmate, Little One
Logan's POV
I stared at Naomi for a long second before I burst into laughter. A deep, mocking laugh that filled the classroom.
The sound alone sent her spiraling.
Her whole body tensed as she stood there, her face burning with anger. I could see the way her fingers twitched, struggling to keep herself together. But me? I was having the time of my life.
"What the hell is funny?" she snapped, her voice shaking with frustration.
I smirked, leaning back in my chair like I had all the time in the world. "Your stupidity, Naomi," I said, shaking my head. "It's honestly hilarious. Like, your level of dumbness? It's a fucking comedy to me."
Her eyes darkened with rage. "You won't be laughing when the whole school finds out who you really are."
I let out another chuckle. "You really think you have something on me?"
She straightened her back, trying to look intimidating. It was pathetic, really.
