KATHRYN
I’m late.
Somehow, I am late for Chemistry class after lunch. I am speed walking through the senior block to my locker to get my books as everyone clears the halls.
I am so late.
“Watch it!”
I hiss when someone bumps me and continues to walk even though my stuff falls. I pick up my bag and look back to find Matthew storming the opposite direction of where our next class is, the final bell rang 6minutes ago.
Where could he be going?
“Did you seriously just bump into me and walk away?” I burst into the empty class that he just retreated to.
“Not now Kathryn,” he is turned away from me.
“I was already—”
“I said not now! f**k!” He kicks a chair making the desks next to it rattle. “Just…leave.”
I step back when I see his hand shake uncontrollably because just then I se
