KATY’S POV
Whispers ripple around us and I can feel eyes on my back, curiosity thick in the air. Zhao Lan is sure an asshole.
“We still have a full year before graduating,” I respond. “Actually, a year and a half.” I tilt my head slightly, meeting his gaze. “So maybe you should worry about keeping up with me until then.”
“Or are you scared?” I add. “Trying to force me to back down now because you don’t think you can handle me later?”
“Oh please,” he rolls his eyes. “You couldn’t even make it to the top fifty for this minor stuff. If forty-nine random people can beat you, you really should be ashamed of yourself.”
I plant my hands firmly on the table and lean close. “I don’t like to count my chickens before they hatch. And maybe you should tell those forty-nine people to actually beat
