High School is a Pain

"You think you slick little boy!", I yelled at him in the middle of the school hallway.

"What did I do?", he said.

I took a knife out my back pocket and pointed it at his head. It was a good thing that the hallway was empty and nobody else was there except me, him, and some of his friends. His friends ran off.

"TRY ME LITTLE BOY! TRY ME!"

And it all started with him. He cheated on me.