"Look Kalel, that is your name right?"
"Yah," I said snottily.
"I'm really sorry."
"Sure you are."
"No seriously I'm sorry."
"Yah, sorry you didn't get to humiliate me more than you already have."
"How the f**k did I humiliate YOU?! You're the one who spilt coffee all over me!"
"You called me a b**ch!" Our voices had rosen from a whisper to nearly shouting. The teacher was glaring at us now.
"Kalel and Anthony! Go to the princapal's office! Now!"
Shoot, in trouble already and it was only the first day of school. We walked down to the princapal's office side by side. I think I might be falling hard for this son of a b**ch even after everything that's happened.
