My back hurt due to the impact of hitting the locker handle. Trent stood there holding my arm with a tight grip.
"What do you want?" I asked irritated pushing his cold hand away from me.
"Now that's not the way you speak to me human," he spoke cockily getting closer to me, "It took a week to catch hold of you."
"Yay, you caught me. Now move I have a class to attend," I told sarcastically. I tried moving but he did not budge. Seriously, didn't he have anything better to do than bother me this early in the morning?
He laughed hearing what I told, "I forgot to have breakfast today," he told showing his teeth. He then came close and whispered, "Now that you're here I want to suck your blood dry from that b-"
Bam! He fell on his behind on the floor. I looked to my side to see a not so happy Derek with his fist up.
"What the hell man!" Trent exclaimed rubbing his jaw.
