The characters belongs to S.M. but the plot belong to me

"You look more delicious this way. "Edward said trying to look like a badass.

I tried to maintain my anger but I just could not take it anymore.

"Fuck off asshole." I replied he walked up to me .my head was leveled to his chest. He is after all 6.6 inches tall and I am only 5.2 inches tall so I have to look up at him. "You wish that you could. " He said I put my hands on my hip and glared up at him. Then he glared at me back.

I was so furious and I am so ready to show him and his friend who they were messing with all these years. I am sick and tired of him making fun of me and making me look like a fool in front of everybody. Just because I am 3 years old new girl in this hateful school doesn't give him the right to mess around and bullies me all he wants.

I closed my eyes I knew that I am on the average of losing the control that I tried to maintain all these years to keep my secret but I couldn't overlook this anymore. I imagined that I pushed him with all my power away from me and my personal space, but I guess I had pushed him too hard because I could feel him stumble like 10 feet away from me . I opened my eyes and knew that this was my chance to escape but I just couldn't not after all these year to just back of because he certainly did not.

I looked up to see the mess that I made, and holly shit what a mess, he was throwing down on the table which is broken as if something is forcing him down. I knew that I have something to do with it but that the reason I am in Winds Academic Institute (TWAI) I mean that I am sane and all but the long story short my mom think that I am crazy so they send me to a board school for the troubled kids.

I walked to him and saw his entire friend helping him up. Then I let my mind wonder around to everybody though. some did not noticed what happed and don't care and some are proud of me for finally standing up for myself and other wondering how did small person like me could pushed a buff guy like Edward this hard to the point where the table is broken under him, but only one though stayed stuck with me is his though.

"Why do I feel like I was pushed really hard by her when she did not even touch me?"