Janelle was heated. She was wise, but still young and she knew her next reaction was not her wisest action. Nore was it the reaction she suspected he expected from her. She gave him a hard look and proceeded to walk over to him, grinding her heels into the dirt in the process. She points her finger right at him and with ever couple words she jabs her finger into his chest. and with a loud voice she said "Sit down? You expect me to sit down? If you can be harsh with me, then I will throw it right back at you." Throughtout her having said this she thinks to herself,<span style="font-style: italic">I am quite sure i just made a fool of myself. Switching from flirtatious to anger. Yet, i have not been in a quarrel in awhile now. But what have I gotten myself into.</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>((Excuse the grammer. For some reason spell check does not work on this website with my phone. And my poor fried latop charger))