"Can we talk?"
Oblivious to what was happening beside me i pledged on to what I was doing.
"I'm talking to you Bel" I slammed the locker door before turning around to meet her frustrated gaze. She had followed me here when she saw me walk past her class.
"Ohh really? But I don't want to. And you know what that is called? Freedom to talk, whenever I want to and guess what, I don't want to right now"
"You are so bitter" she said rolling her eyes.
"That is a fact you should have known immediate you saw me, aside the obvious reason I am in this school"
"I'm sorry" it was obvious that she meant it and it pricked me, because I wanted to be angry some more. Sometimes it's not just cool to say sorry, it's better to let someone say what is in their minds before you do so.
"For what exactly"
