I looked around wildly, hoping to find something else for him to stare at. My eyes fell on the traffic light, which turned green just in time.

"Cain, you're causing a traffic jam." I mumbled.

He kept that infuriating smirk on his face as he turned to the road and drove off. I took a deep breath. Then it occurred to me. Why in the world would a science teacher want us to live together? Wouldn't that be playing with fire?

"Cain, why would Mr. Todd ask us to live with someone?" I asked.

"Money can buy a lot of things."

He bribed the teacher. He freaking bribed the damned teacher. I sat there in disbelief, shaken by his determination.

"You're unbelievable."

"So I've been told."

You know how they say that it takes way more muscles to frown than smile? Well, I'm pretty sure it would smiling and reaching over to slap Cain would take just about the same amount of muscles.

So I did.

Just kidding, of course I didn't. Me being the spineless person I was.

"Where are we going anyway?" I demanded.

"Do you have somewhere in mind?"

"Uh…No. Are you telling me that we've been driving around pointlessly for the last few minutes?"

"How about the beach?" He asked.

"Beach? I'm not wearing a swimsuit. What's the use of going there?"

"Lounging."

"People will see you come out of your car, on the driver's side, Cain." I warned him.

He snickered. "Do you think I'm stupid? Of course we're not going to a public beach."

I twitched. "Whose beach are we going to, then?" I asked anyway, despite knowing the answer.

"Mine."

I always knew Cain was rich: it just didn't hit me how rich. He was wasting money like it grew on trees. He shouldn't.

He looked at me and his face softened. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." I knew I was being sulky but if I made him feel bad enough, then maybe I could use it to my advantage.

He scrutinized me. It was then that I saw that he wasn't looking at the road anymore. My heart began to thud and I shook his arm, my eyes glued on the road. "Cain, the road."

"Why did you look angry?"

"Damn it, Cain, look at the road!" I couldn't peel my eyes off it: I was afraid that if I did, a huge truck would squash us like a bug.

"I must have said something wrong."

"CAIN!!!!" My voice came out shrill and panicked. There was a junction right ahead, and if Cain didn't look at the road soon we'd be as good as dead meat. I could see the headlines: Girl Dies After Allowing Blind Man to Drive Luxury Car. Oh God. That wasn't a pretty sight.

"Tell me."

"LOOK AT THE ROAD!!"

"Tell me and I will."

"I DON'T KNOW!!" What in all hell was he asking about in the first place?! "CAIN, I SWEAR IF WE DIE I'M GOING TO HAUNT YOU!!!!!" I felt tears in my eyes.

He saw them and glanced at the road haphazardly. The brake kicked in just in time. The car screeched to a stop. I was breathing heavily and a few rebellious tears streamed down my cheeks.

A hand reached over to wipe the tears off my cheeks. I swatted it away and wiped my eyes with the back of my hands.

"Bring me home." I said, not willing to meet his eyes.

"No." The answer was calm and stoic.

I looked at him and saw that he was not the least bit ruffled by what had happened. Was he really blind?

"Didn't you see what just happened?! You almost killed us both!!" I yelled.

"I did not."

"Yes, you did. Maybe you are blind, Cain, then again maybe you're not. But the next time you want to gamble with your life, do it when I'm not around."

My breathing was ragged and heavy. Stupid Cain. He probably thought I wasn't looking in his eyes because I was fuming.

"You're mad at me, aren't you? That's why you're not looking at me."

See? Told you. "Yes, I'm mad. No, that's not why I'm not looking at you."

I could feel his stare bore into my skull.

"Then why are you avoiding my eyes?"

I kept silent. But of course, I knew the answer. Because when I see your pretty eyes, I know I won't have it in me to be mad at you.

He sighed. "I'll take you home."

I was silent all the way to the house. When I got out of the car, he followed. He was serious about not letting me anywhere alone.

"Can't you go away?" I asked half-heartedly.

"No."

"Why not?"

"What is it about me that you hate so much anyway?" He demanded all of a sudden. I was taken by surprise and looked at him. His eyes were angry, yet hurt at the same time. My anger faded away. Who was I to be angry at him? I was the one who threatened to blackmail him, wasn't I?"

"I don't hate you." I said bluntly.

He gave a hollow laugh. "Right."

"What makes you think I hate you?"

His eyes narrowed and he put on his sunglasses again. "Forget I said anything. Pack the clothes you need and let's go."

"What?"

"You're still my partner for the science experiment. Nothing's changed. You're still going to be staying at my house for the next few days."

My heart skipped a beat. Cain Aubrey. I've never hated him. Ever. How could I say that I wasn't thrilled to stay at his house for an undetermined period of time? BUT I never said that he should find out about that, nor will I ever let him.

"Why are you still staring into space? Go on and get your things." He said impatiently.

I blinked and stared at him. No, never. It was impossible to hate somebody like Cain.