Hanna's POV
"What for?" I asked, knowing what his reputation was with girls. I wasn't stupid. All the girls talked about how he 'did' stuff to them, and then threatened them with dire consequences if they told anyone.
"I have to give you some files, pass them on to your father for me," he said, his irritation clearly seeping into his voice.
"Uh... Okay," I stuttered, following him into his office.
"So Hanna, do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, as he scrambled around his desk.
"No."
His eyes met mine and I immediately felt disgusted. He looked as creepy and even as a twelve year old I got it. The look he was giving me. One of pure lust. It disgusted me.
"Have you been kissed?"
"Yes," I spat out. "Can I have the files?"
Instead of giving me the files, he walked t
