Paul
"What? It was just a question," he said, raising an eyebrow at her sudden aggression. The boy couldn't help but feel that sinking feeling grow even stronger within his heart. How the hell did he get a girl this passionate, this willing to stick her neck out for him? Ah well, at least this will be a quick little match, not much to gain from beating on a girl though.
He placed his elbow on the table, a claping sound reverberating through the classroom as his palm clashed with hers. While a good portion were in the hallways gathering their stuff, the ones still inside slowly gathered around. "I wasn't going to call you a girl, but you do look a little soft. How about this, if I win, go on a date with me."
Steaven snarled. "Excuse me? Whats gotten into you?"
He couldn't belive this. Paul occasionally threw put downs but he's never seen him just outright try to steal a girl he was interested in. In fact, Paul usually encouraged him to chase after girls he liked. Whatever, if he was going to act like this, Steaven hoped Lucy would put the man in his place. After all, Paul didn't know she was a supernatural. At this point, he didn't care who did it, as long as it was done.