12/-2 Novels & Stories

"I want you to practice your pervertions on your time because in case you haven't noticed we have an assignment to finish!" Before I can say something or try apologizing again, she starts again, "So just pay attention to me for the next few minutes, do I make myself clear?" She asks sharply, her eyes digging into mine. I'm too intimated to contradict her so I just nod and force my brain to momentarily stop thinking about Kristen so I can focus on the assignment at hand. Ironically, it's a write-up about the use of tone and the difference between being negative and positive. And considering that my partner is a mega bitch who sucks at communicating and is negative towards anyone she interacts

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-