Tamara's P. O. V.
“Lon…” I gasp but the fistfight breaks out, the whack of knuckles against nose echo through the air and blood drips down Caleb's nose and I stare at my boyfriend, who's blue eyes shimmer with fury and anger I had never seen and imagined a human… imagined him could hold. I let out another gasp. “How dare you, bastard, that’s my girlfriend...” Talon glowers. Caleb is slightly crouched and the corner of his eye begins to swell up, already, along with his nose.
That's when the school gate opens and students rush to see the commotion in the parking lot. Some enjoying, some glaring and some flipping their phones out to record, cheering as well. s**t, this is not good, for both of them. My heart sinks deeper as disappointment drags it down. s**t. “Talon…” I step forward but
