You were at your locker trying to switch out books for the next class. You were grumbling and complaining to yourself about how dumb the new rules were, not paying attention at all. Your day had already started off rough, waking up late for school, not having any clean clothes, losing your keys... it wasn't your day.

Out of no where you were shoved away from your locked before you were done, your locker being slammed shut and the lock spun. Then just to really add to it, whatever shit you did manage to get from your locker was slapped out of your hands, papers and notebooks being spread across the floor everywhere.

You just stood their in shock, anger starting to pulse through you as you looked up to see who the culprit was. How did you guess! It was Larry, the person who you couldn't stand the most. Ever since the first day of school 4 years ago when he purposely got gum in your hair and laughed... you had hated him. You had to get this ugly haircut right before school picture day, which was icing to the cake.

You just stared between him and your things on the floor, too mad to even think of actual words right now. You felt like crying out of frustration, on her last straw before she just called her mom and went home for the day.

"What's wrong sweetheart~" he said in a mocking voice, crossing his arms as he leaned against the lockers, a smirk on his face. "Cat got your tongue?"