Possessive Over A Bitch (NOT EDITED)

Chapter 4: Beer buddies

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The woodshop class was now becoming the death of me. I hated everyone here, not looking at one person made me feel like coming back.

Not just that, Hunter was starting to make me want to smack him every time I saw him.

Ever since I came into the class today, he had been calling me a bitch, repeatedly.

"Okay, honestly you are getting on my last nerves," I gave Hunter a death glare.

"Bitch," he smirked.

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Bitch."

"Oh, how I want to smack some your stupid head," I shouted.

"Bitch."

I formed a fist and slammed it right into his jaw causing him to jump in pain. I saw his jaw muscles clench as his hand rose to touch his face.

"Ow, you fucking bitch!" He whimpered in pain.

"I told you to stop," I said picking up my tools to continue carving patterns on a piece of wood.

"You're a bitch, you know that?" He said, still rubbing the palm of his hand on the spot which was now red.

"You've already informed me about that," I said not looking up from my task.

"I don't understand why Austin is even inviting you to the farmhouse," he mumbled loud enough for me to hear.

"If you can convince Austin not to force me to go, I'd be more than happy to just sit in my house and do absolutely nothing," I smiled up at him.

"You think I didn't try?" He sighed. "By the way, even if you come it'll be great if we don't exchange any words. Let's pretend we don't know each other."

"Wow you really don't want me there, do you?" I asked him.

"No, I don't, if I didn't make it clear enough," he said glaring at me.

"I hope you fall off a cliff," I mumbled under my breath, still carving the chunk of wood.

"What was that?" He asked unsure of what I had just said.

"I HOPE YOU FALL OFF A FUCKING CLIFF," I shouted louder than necessary.

"Woah there Justlia, we know that Hunter can be annoying sometimes... Most of the time really, but let's not hope for something so gre-" Mr. Adams coughed, "terrible, so terrible."

I laughed and Hunter gave me a glare that could burn a hole through my face.

"Aw, you lovebirds," Zach said from behind us.

I turned around and glared at him, "Oh, don't you say one word."

He cleared his throat and looked away.

My day couldn't get any more miserable until I was in chemistry.

Since I was so stressed yesterday, I didn't have a chance to reread my lab report and now was the time to hand it in.

"Austin, we have like 5 minutes... Can you reread our lab report?" I asked handing over the papers.

"Lee, who do you think I am?" Austin replied.

I groaned, "fine, I don't care if we fail then."

"Hey Lee, forget the lab report... Um, so I saw Hunter before this period and he had a purple bruise on his face..." Austin dragged wanting me to explain.