My Bad Boy, My Bully, My Heartbreaker

ood for three years and you'll ge

can you ever get tired of it?"

e only thing I like in this school so far is their food. You ca

need to wash my hands. She a

ats and head to the exit a

alism room since Heidi is in charge of the school's newsp

replies with a shrug. We both walk out the door and

he middle of the crowd. "What's going on?" I tippy toe

g sh

w seconds, she got tired of doing it so she grabbed my hand an

who thought I was a janitor earlier punching a boy nonstop. The boy is badly hurt that he can't even

his awful fight but no one seems to be doing

e stopping them!

She yells at me through

ice lingers in my head reminding me of what ha

hem!" I can't let anothe

but I couldn't stop. I have to sto

e's too focused on punching the living li

get his a

to them. I could hear the crowd grew silent, probably wonderin

Heidi say

cross the cheek. I would've bitch slapped him but I only m

hat I just did. Even I'm su

ion. Bad thing is, he's glaring st

lord, h

, I would be buried

Everyone is still in shock at how I just slapped him.

ace tells me that slapping this boy i