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A – arrogant

She had always thought that it would give her the greatest pleasure in life if she never had to see that arrogant smirk of his again.

"Why can't you just leave me alone for even a second?" she screamed. "I've tolerated you for long enough, why don't you get the hint? You'd be doing us both a favour if you just go away, you selfish, arrogant pig!"

The sound of flesh hitting flesh resonated through the room. His hand automatically moved to his red cheek, where the marks of her fingers could clearly be seen. He stepped back, the expression in his eyes one of deep hurt.

As if a switch had been thrown, his face suddenly became cold, stony... an expression she had never seen on him.

"Fine." He walked away.

She hasn't seen that infamous smirk since then.

Now as she looks at him out of the corner of her eyes and sees him bent over homework, frowning in concentration, she can't help but think that this doesn't really suit him. It doesn't belong on his face, not the way that smirk does.

She had always thought that it would give her the greatest pleasure to slap the smirk off his face.

It didn't.

Arrogant little pig.

I've got about seven more written out, so updates will be fairly fast, at least until I run out of them. This is the first time I've tried writing drabbles, so please review and tell me what you think of them!