"Rey, where do you think you're going?" I rolled my eyes and turned around to face Elliot.
"Out, Elliot. Why?" He narrowed his eyes at me. I started to back up when he walked closer to me.
"Out with who, Reyna?" I gulped.
Elliot scared the crap out of me. Anybody would be scared of a six foot something guy with tattoos and a scary, but sexy face.
"You wouldn't happen to be going out with someone named Tyler, right?" Elliot backed me into the wall. I suddenly got angry again. I remembered why I was going out with him the first place.
"Yes, I am. I'm going out with Tyler because of a dick head named Elliot!" I raised my voice. Elliot seemed shocked at first, but soon he covered it.
"You're not going out with him, Reyna! He's not good for you!" Elliot's face moved closer to mine as he yelled at me.
"AT LEAST HE KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS!" I screamed. Elliot backed up and glared at me. "He doesn't play with my feelings like you. You don't even know what you want. Make up your mind, El."