"I'll shut up, but I suggest you don't make assumptions about my family. They work damn hard, and I'm not going to stand for someone like you, thinking that he knows who or what I am. Oh, and for your information, I got a damn scholarship, or I wouldn't be here." Her green eyes flashed brightly with anger. There were many things that she'd stand for, but insulting her family wasn't one of them.

Feeling incredibly pissed off at Caleb's narrow minded assumption, the blonde closed her eyes without saying another word. Lola actually spent very little time in bars and clubs. When she wasn't in class or studying, she was volunteering at the inner city riding project, helping to teach under privileged children to ride horses. She woke at 5am every day, and worked there for free. There was very little amusement for someone like Lola to be found in mindless drinking, and dressing in stupid costumes. She was beginning to believe that college was a massive mistake. If she didn't genuinely want to get into conservation, she would have left in the first week. 

The van was beginning to make the blonde feel motion sick, and the foreboding scent of death still clung in the air. It would have been easier if he had just shot her there and then. At least she would have some peace and quiet.