I was practically stomping my way to my last period that day. My fists were clenched tightly and steam escaping from my ears. I was upset with myself and afraid of my mother's scolding when I would get home. D+ on the biology exam. I was screwed. Fully distracted with what would happen at my awaited lecturing, I managed to bump into another body, which so happened to be yours. As your body harshly collided against mine, all my books and papers scattered to the floor.
"Sorry," I mumbled. You didn't reply.
I dropped down to gather my things, anticipating your help. That was an illogical expectation. You continued to "stroll" down the hall with an evil grin on your face.
If eyes could shoot lasers you would've been in pieces. How could you find pleasure in causing trouble to others? That was it. I took an empty milk carton that missed the trash can and aimed it at your back, "Jerk!" I took my books and walked confidently to my last class of the day. The D+ thoughts were no longer existent.
That was somewhat satisfying.
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Fanfiction"can you make out somewhere else, someone here is suffering from heartbroken-itis" in which 01395 meets 01496 in the school bathroom
