Sammie's POV
$hit $hit $hit $hit. I walk down the hall into the office. I walk to the principal's door. I'm about to waltz in hell. Oh, my bad deeper in hell. I gulp and turn the knob. Mason grins at me.
Bitch, I could have done way more than give you a bloody nose. Don't push it. I smile back.
"Just because I'm smiling, doesn't mean I don't want to hit you in the face," I whisper as I passed him and take a seat.
"Parker is it true you punched him in the face?" Mr. Rich asked.
My smile faded off my face and was replaced with an annoyed expression.
"No I just gave him a cupcake and somehow the red icing got on his nose," I said smirking.
"Don't be talking back young man, now answer the question."Mr. Rich said with slanted eyes.
"Yes, I did," I mumbled while rolling my eyes.
"Now I
