As cash stood there searching for his advanced business class two things happened at once. Elation and anger ran through him together. His eyes lit upon an angel. A red head, curls for miles angel. She must be 5 foot nothing and even before he saw her eyes he knew they must be hazel. He was in love. Castello Valera had finally found someone to live for.
Even as the thought processed in his mind he saw a dark hand wrap around her curved waist and lift her up. She squealed in delight and he wanted to punch the living daylights out of the man who dared touch what was his. She smiled and pulled at the tall boys hair, "put me down you oaf, I'm not your football". The dimples in her cheeks made him forgot why he was angry but then he frowned.
"Hey Reece, Gosh!! Why do you bother with the fatty when she wants none of you. I'm available and I can do things to a man this fatty cannot".
The stick thin girl with nazal voice calling his perfect little angel a fatty was going to be on Cashs' hitlist. Right then the boy called Reece put angel down and pushed her behind him, "Oh! Things Like giving every one an std", he retorted. Well Cash could come to respect this Reece.
Cash heard a snort and a short laugh as angel emerged from behind Reece's large form and a screech from the skank as she rushed towards angel with her claws outstretched. "I'll show you, you fat bi.." but before she could finish her sentence or grab angel, and before he or Reece could react, angel used the butt of her hand and thrust it hard against the skanks nose..
A second of silence then all hell broke loose as blood started pouring down her nose and she started howling like a piglet being slaughtered. Cash wanted to cheer and clap. His angel had spark and would fit him well. Or maybe she would break his nose as well. He could take it. He just needed to sort out Reece.