I watch her car pull out of the parking lot through the window. She honks her horn when she passes by my car. I want to get out and wander around the school but I remember what Britney told me; it's still not safe so I have no choice but to stay inside.
My mind propels me back to what had occurred earlier. The exact space where it happened is now occupied with another car. If I were the one who got cheated on, I don't think a mere punch is enough. I don't know what I can do if it happens to me. If the person I love already falls out of love with me, he can tell me. Just don't cheat on me.
I actually admire that man in plain black t-shirt because of his self-control because if he let his emotions take hold of himself, I'm certain the man in sweatshirt wouldn't make it to the hospital any
