"Don't touch me." I hiss as I try to wrench my side out of his grip. Ashton seems to realize that he hurt me and he lets go.
"Oh God, Evie I'm sorry. I'm-" he sighs, not finishing his apology. I don't care, I don't want his apology. He can shove it up his ass for all I care.
After a couple of minutes of silence, where it seems both Ashton and I are calming down, Ashton silently moves his notebook towards me so I can finish copying his notes. He doesn't say anything when I grab it and start writing in my notebook again. The rest of the block goes by in silence.
The bell dings and I put away my notebook. I stand up and grab my backpack and sling it over one shoulder. I take a step, but am stopped when I feel small tingles coming from my wrist. They were kind of like mini electrical sparks
