Alivia glared at the male who spoke to her so harshly.<span style="color: #8080FF">"Boy you need to get that head of your examined I wasn't even looking at you dickwad, so just go on out of here hood,"</span>she said her voice dripping with anger. She took a step towards him her eyes blazing and her body tense. She never backed down from a confrontation.<span style="color: #8080FF">"And in case it's slipped your ever-loving mind kid, this is school property not your <span style="font-style: italic">pad</span>, so please keep the attitude of,"</span>she made air quotes,<span style="color: #8080FF">"'I'm such a badass you can't touch me' to yourself. Cuze boy that ain't even sexy. It's just lame. So please grace me without your presence,"</span>and with that she turned and walked away.<br/><br/>It was clear that Alivia wasn't some sheep to just take shit and not pay attention to it. No way. She walked away from the cruel boy with her head held high, her back straight and rigid and her steps quick and even. It took her all of ten steps to get into the school and start heading to her locker. To her mind there little altercation was done and forgotten. She spun the dial on her combination and popped open her locker. Shifting books out of her backpack and into her locker she took out only what she would need for the class and left the rest in her locker. All except her sketchbook witch she took everywhere with her. For a brief moment she contemplated skipping school. However, she knew David would kill her for that. Sighing she waited for the bell to ring.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>David drove down the path still frustrated from nearly hitting the wolf. He loved wolves and had no desire to hit one. He wasn't paying attention when he nearly hit the female. Cursing and therefore not hearing her words he stopped the truck and opened the window.<br/><br/><span style="color: #af0000">"Ma'am you ok?"</span>He asked his voice thick with frustration at himself. He hadn't meant to try and hit her. Sighing he added in a much gentler tone,<span style="color: #af0000">"Sorry I almost hit yah, can I offer you a ride somewhere?"</span>He said.<br/><br/>He was trying to be friendly and nice to a stranger like his mom had taught him to always be. For David that was a natural thing. Even if he didn't look like a friendly guy being buff and built. He was a teddy bear at hear.