"Sam" Davis muttered shockingly as sweat covered his brows.

"Who the hell is she!" A girl said hatefully, rolling eyes at her.

They both kept staring, so her blood boiled.

"What the hell is going on!" She shouted, and Samantha started coming back to her senses slowly.

Her eyes shifted from Davis to her phone that's on the ground, then she looked at her and stepped closer to her.

"Why did you march my phone?" She questioned ragingly, and she smirked before pushing her chest.

"I marched it because it hit my priceless shoes, and who are you to question what I do!, Huh!" She said and tried to push...