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ARIANNA POV “Ari why would you do that?” Dean asked with a surprise voice as he stood up. I didn't answer him. I kept looking at the annoying jerk who was sitting in front of me looking drenched. He used his handkerchief to wipe his face before raising his head up to look at me. I could see how angry he looked but surprising I didn't feel afraid for some reason unknown to me. Maybe it's because I hated being disrespected. How dare he open that dirty mouth of his to call me a w***e? He really crossed his boundaries at this point. I am not a w***e and I will prove it to him. “WHAT DID YOU JUST f*****g DO RIGHT NOW?” He asked in a low deadly voice. I could feel eyes looking at our direction but I didn't care about them. They can stare for all they want. “Oh that, I just did a little so