We both fell on the hard floor with a big oomphh sound echoing throughout the whole cafeteria. Everyone gasped and stood up, rushing to form a circle around our table to watch the what? ... Is it a free-cost show? Like really! It is not some soap operas for crying out loud. Can't they just mind their own fucking businesses? Oops! Did I just swear? Well, I think these freaking bad boys are really having an effect on me. I think I did swear before during these three weeks.
“What the hell? Babe!” Max exclaimed in shock.
"No" I snatched the small white bag out of Max's grasp.
"No, these are mine!" he tried to push me away but failed miserably.
"Liar! These are my babies." I slapped his chest repeatedly.
"You liar! These skittles are mine." he caught my wrists, stopping me from punching him again.
"You stole them from me!" I cried out in disbelief and frowned at him.