#Chapter16

“Yeah … that…. You suck at multitasking.” He laughs at me, wanders up to where I am hopping around, rubbing various sore points on my body and face, and uses his flat palm to push my head away as he passes, covering my entire cheek. I fall on my ass because of my weird posture and holding my leg up, and it only makes me rage all the more.

“You’re a jerk. I hope your food chokes you.” I snort, knowing he intentionally distracted me because I was walking toward the wall. Angry that he always gets the upper hand. I thrust myself up and storm after him as...