“Hey,” Rafa said, leaning against the locker directly beside mine.
I slammed my locker door shut, ignored him and walked away.
Except I didn’t go too far.
Rafa held unto my swinging wrists and I bristled, still feeling extremely furious.
It was already after school but my bad mood seemed to only worsen.
I was extremely pissed at all of those annoying boys.
Rafa holding on to my arm just made me feel even worse.
Turning around, I gave him a hard slap across his cheek.
“I asked you to never touch me again!” I growled.
The shock on his face was mirrored by everyone passing by us in the hallway.
I hated the angry fit I was throwing and the attention that came with it but I could barely control myself.
“Beka-“
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” I seethed.
Rafa’s shocked expres
