TARA'S POV
"You're a d**k, you know that right?" I blocked his path. He pulled down his headphones.
"Is this going to be a regular occurrence? You blocking my path whenever you feel like?" He asked.
"You left me out in the garden to sleep. Did you know I got locked out last night?" My voice rose but I didn't care if half of the hallway was listening.
Allan was a massive jerk and everyone needed to know that.
"You did?" His lips pressed together. "You don't look dead to me."
"What?!" I exclaimed.
"You survived, get over it and stop showing up in my way!" He retorted and made to leave.
I grabbed his shirt in an attempt to pull it back but I ended up ripping it off. Gasps echoed throughout the hallway and Allan's eyes darkened in anger.
I strutted backward, afraid he would fla
