ANGELA'S POV
"f**k you!"I cussed over and over shoving my middle finger in the air,severally looking back kicking at any stone that blocked my way.
As soon as I noticed many people coming my way,I swiftly took a turn and headed to my locker trying to hold my buttonless shirt in place.
All the way tears had been rolling from my eyes in splits and my face had turned so red.
The skin on my hands was sore and specks of blood could be noticed oozing from the fresh scratches.But the pain was least of my worries.
Immedatiely I open my locker I took a hoodie and threw it on me to cover my already exposed breasts.
Once again she had humiliated me.Once again I cried because of her,but never again.
Kevin holding her waist and seeming to defend her was all that replayed in my mind as I repeated
