“Skirt’s a little short, don’t you think?” Your enemy said behind you. You shut your locker and lock it as you turn around and see him, your eyes widen a little as you notice the blood and bruises on his body, luckily blood looked to be others. “What do you want?” You sigh, tired and exhausted from school. Luckily it was all over now and you were about to walk home. “Aww.. are you tired, princess?” He said teasingly with a sarcastic laugh. You walk over and whisper. “Leave me the f**k alone.” “And what if I don’t, princess?” He replied. “Then I’ll make you.” You said, “Then make me-“ he doesn’t finish his sentence as you put your foot behind his and push him back, watching him trip over and land on his ass. “Now leave me alone-“ you don’t get to finish your sentence as well as you trip over and land on top of him. You look down at him shocked and embarrassed, you quickly try to get off but he puts his hands on your thighs to keep you on him. “I like this position quite a lot.” He smirked. You froze, not knowing what to say. “You know what I wanted you to do? I wanted you to change out of that short skirt of yours so I didn’t have to follow you around the school and beat up every guy that looked at you wrong.” He said and sighed.