Close to a'running down the halls, screaming is what I was close to doing, close to beating the crap outta the next person to ask if I'm ok. Like why even ask that question? It's pretty fuckin' obvious that I'm not ok. Like seriously, if I was ok I wouldn't be walking down the hall so fast, people wouldn't be able to hear every move I make because of combat boots from miles away If I were ok.

Oh how I wished that I could just grab his hair and smash his head into a wall, I would let him pick the goddamn wall, as long as I was smashing his head into a fuckin' wall! I just wish that I could hurt him as badly he hurts me sometimes. And I don't fuckin' care how I do it as long as I cauz him a lot of pain.

I got to my next class before everyone else, I sat down at the back of the class like usual, I stared at the blackboard that was at the front of the room, and that was when he walked in, he walked into the classroom as if he owned the fuckin' place. I felt even more hatred for him run through the very depths of my being, I didn't even think that it was possible for me to feel any more hatred for him then I already did. But I proved myself wrong.

He sat down next to me and put his arm over my shoulders, I tried to move away from him but I couldn't, his grip was too strong for me to move. God I hated this bastard so much right now, I wanted to punch his fuckin' lights out but I kept my anger and hatred for him under control.

"Don't you have anything better to do then to annoy me, Luke?" I asked him making it clear through the tone of my voice that he was walking on very, very fuckin' thin ice, and that one slight bit of a wrong move would most likely cost him his life or a few of his limbs.

"No, I don't Sweetheart," Luke said to me and that immediately snapped all of my self control in half. My blue eyes looking like what people would describe as, she has the murderous look i her eyes. I got up from my seat with some strength I didn't know where I had gotten it from, with some new form of energy that was making me feel alive for the first time in what felt like forever.

"DON'T FUCKEN CALL ME SWEETHEART, YOU FUCKEN DUMBASS, IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE AT ALL THEN I KINDLY SUGGEST THAT YOU STAY THE FUCKEN HELL AWAY FROM ME, FOR THE REST OF YOUR FUCKEN PATHETIC LIFE" I screamed at Luke before walkin' away and moving the other side of the room so that I was at the back there instead.

"I'm so getting her back," I heard Luke whisper as I walked away from him, so after I dropped everything on desk that I was now going to be sitting at, I turned around so that I was facing Luke.

"You're so not getting me back Luke Dean James, and you wanna know why?" I said to him not yelling, slightly calm and with a massive hint of danger in my voice.

"Why is that so Sweetheart?" Luke asked me from his side of the room.

"Because this chick, Amanda Rosa Hale, has gotten too strong to ever, ever fall back into your arms ever again!" I slightly yelled at luke before the rest of the class started piling in and then the teacher piled in just after his students and the class started.