A Weirdly Perverted Romance

I felt the eyes of many people on me; I smiled brightly at them with a peace sign. Their then eyes goggled they turned quickly around, leaving me and my weirdness to ourselves.
Unfortunately, or maybe not so unfortunately? I still felt a pair of eyes resting upon me.
I raised an eyebrow and searched the room for that specific pair of eyes, soon my own eyes fell upon a boy with messy brown hair and hazel eyes alike mine. He seemed somewhat familiar but I was sure I hadn't seen him at the school before today.
"Do I know you?" I asked with raised eyebrows and trying to pinpoint when I had last sighted this peculiar boy. Maybe I hadn't? My eyes could be playing mad tricks on me. Wouldn't be the first time, damn dysfunctional eyes.
He just narrowed his eyes at me and ignored my question, wait, was I just ignored? I was not.
I narrowed my eyes and jumped out of my seat and sauntered over to him with my hands on my hips "What's your problem?"
I then found him checking me out, slowly and dramatically. I snorted, how rude of him!
I flicked his nose and his eyes jumped back to my face but his eyes hid no shame. He did not look guilty, not one little bit! "Excuse me?"
"You're excused"
That was his response? No remorse? No apology? He did not even blink.
"Who do you think you are?" I inquired jabbing a finger into his chest, not that this would have too much of an effect. I bite my nails.
"Remington Holliday" he drawled as if it were even too much of an effort to say those words, how infuriating.
"Ok Remmy, next time you try to check a girl out, don't be so obvious." I advised him loudly making sure the entire class would have heard it and turned to return to my seat. Unfortunately he had caught my hand. He tugged on it, causing me to stumble back a step.
"You'll be sorry if you cross me again" he hissed so that only I could hear it and I responded by yanking my hand out of his grasp and planting a smirk on my face.