OOC:((Sorry, I was taking care of school stuff, please forgive me!!))
Blake felt that he made his point. Blake thought he was a force to be reckoned with and he hated being underestimated and he hated being put into a category by people who didn't know him. When it comes to that, Blake takes it all as an insult to his pride and soul. He didn't like it when people didn't take him seriously, and usually he would show them why he should be feared, no matter who it was. However, he found something strange amidst. He couldn't bring himself to show Ms. Frost who Blake Tyrie truly was. Blake had his fists clenched when he said what he said. However, strangely, when Ms. Frost approached Blake, thus closing the gap, Blake found his fists unclenched. However, that didn't mean his facial expression or the way he felt changed at all. Blake already knew that fighting a professor would result in him getting expelled, but that wasn't the thing that kept him from doing it. It was something else, something that Blake couldn't put his finger on.
However, one thing was for sure, Blake felt that Ms. Frost knew exactly what to do to make him angry, telling him that she knew more than he thought. As if that wasn't enough, the arched brow and the smirk that she had on her face was more than enough to send Blake over the edge. Blake closed his eyes tightly and opened them, exhaling quietly to hold in his rage. He clenched and unclenched his fists but he ended up stuffing his hands into his black jeans. Blake rolled his eyes once again when Ms. Frost told him that his food was ready. Blake was going to take the pizza into his room, he wasn't interested in eating in the kitchen and he wanted to leave Ms. Frost rather than Ms. Frost leaving him, if it ever came to that situation. Blake walked over to the microwave, opened it, and got the pizza out from inside the microwave.
"If you know what's good for you...you wouldn't do what you just did to me ever again...I'm not like these little students that you boss around, so I suggest that you watch what you say to me from now...that is...if you like the way your face and body looks at this point in time..." Blake said, with a vengeance as he made his way to the exit of the kitchen.