 Escapee from Azkaban
Willow! What a beast! She was such a snob and that other girl - whoever she was - was irritating him. Last year - he could get kicked out and go join the aliens. He opened his mouth to snap at the two of them - but closed it when Vindictus came over. Great.
Shooting a glare at Willow, silently blaming her for involving this professor, then folded his arms across his chest as he stared at Vidictus. He remembered back at the boys school how Gav got points taken away for what - a twisted tie? Gimme a break.
And here Willow was making up stories! About him getting lost! God forbid, he wasn't that dumb. Oh, he'll get back at her. Just wait. "No, I'm not lost," Gavin flashed a look at Willow, although speaking to Vindictus. "Willow's just making up stories to get me in trouble." Idiot.
"I was looking for Samson," Gav added, then froze when they both demanded an apology. Him - apologize to HER? No way! Gavin doesn't do apologies! But wait... Gavin had to go back to his table? Nuh-huh. He wasn't going back to those losers.
"Apologize to her?" Gavin more-or-less yelped. "What for? I didn't do anything!" Willow was the one starting it by making up stories of how lost he was. Plus, all he did was greet her. Man, was she high and mighty.
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