"What were you doing? I have never had to punish a girl for fighting." Max said holding my arm and dragging me to the principal's office.
"He was looking at me in an inappropriate way and told Davis he was poor. I just hate kids like that." I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. As we reached the top of the stairs instead of going to the office he walked into the A/V room and closed the door.
"I really don't want to get you in trouble." He said. There was one dim light that turned his face an eerie color. I stood with my back against the wall.
"Why are we in here?" I asked nervously. I had never felt more uncomfortable than in this moment. He walked up close to me.
"Why are you scared?" He asked in a threatening way. I looked away from him. "I'm not going to hurt you if that's what you think." I felt a tear coming, I fought back so he didn't see any weakness.
"No I'm a little weirded out because you are a prefect, and I am a student. If anyone walks in and sees this they will kick you off campus." My voice was shaky, but I said what was on my mind. His hand came up to my arm and grazed it softly.
"I don't care. I saw you on the bus and wanted to get to know you. I asked Miss Danvers about you and she said you were a trouble maker. I knew it was the only way I could get you alone." His hands went to my waist and pulled me closer. I put my hand up and pushed him back, but he stayed in place. "I used to play football, I'm good at holding my position." His face came toward me. As he forcefully tried to kiss me the door opened letting in the bright lights of the hallway. A hand reached in and turned on the light.