"David, wait," I yelled, making him turn to look at me with wide eyes. He had been avoiding me all week, and I had finally had enough. "We need to talk," I muttered, walking up to him. He was standing by his locker, and he looked like he had been in the middle of swapping his books when I had called him.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" I asked when he turned away from me to continue looking through his locker. He didn't answer me, and I frowned, reaching out to shake him by the shoulder lightly. "Come on, explain why you've been avoiding me."
That seemed to have gotten to him because he shrugged my hand off. "What the hell do you want?" he asked in a hush yet firm tone as he turned to face me. A frown had formed on his face, and I realized how shifty he was being.
"I just want to ta
