A guy walked over and put a hand on my desk.
He looked really familiar.
...Its that guy who called me a dyke.
"So when are you going to get over this whole, I'm a dude thing?"
"I cant just get over it. Im a guy."
"Cut the shit."
Someone grabs his shoulder.
Its Marshall!
"Leave him alone."
"Why are you calling her a him?"
"Hes not a her."
"Are you fucking stupid?"
Marshall punched him hard in the face.
The teacher started yelling at him.
I couldn't hear anything though.
I was too focused on how sexy this boy was.
He looked back at me.
"Are you okay?"
I closed my mouth so I wouldn't drool.
I just nodded awkwardly.
"Good."
Soon the teacher sent Marshall and that kid to the office.
I couldn't stop thinking about how sexy that was.
I didn't know someone being pissed and raging could be sexy to me.
Damn...
