Geoffry opened his locker and admired himself in a little mirror inside the door. Then, Chris slammed it in his face.
Geoffry recoiled, then looked at Chris and smiled. He said with a smirk, "Oh, hey, Chris. How was your day?"
"What the hell are you trying to pull?" Chris snapped, scowling.
Geoffry leaned against the locker, studying Chris and looking very amused. He chuckled, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Chris pointed a finger at him and said sternly, "Don't try to be funny with me, Geoffry-"
"Why, is it working?"
Chris' face turned red and he snapped, "No. What were you thinking?"
Geoffry paused and asked, smiling curiously, "What are you referring to?"
He is such an ass. Chris thought angrily. His blue eyes narrowed and he said bitterly, "In homeroom yesterday. Why did you kiss me?"
Geoffry crossed his arms, looking even more entertained.
Chris' face reddened in frustration and he crossed his arms defiantly.
Geoffry said, smiling, "'Cause, Ms. Nelson decided to crack down on us with the PDA rules."
"Public display of affection?"
"Uh, yeah. How did you know?"
Chris sneered, "I know what PDA stands for. Not everyone's an idiot like you."
"Oh, ouch." Geoffry said playfully. He turned and started walking. Chris went after him, "Geoffry! You didn't answer my question."
Walking fast, Geoffry said calmly, "Chris, I kissed you because I'm protesting against the PDA rules by making out with people and streaking and things like that. Mature things that you wouldn't understand."
"But why me?" Chris wondered out loud, walking quickly at his side.
A smirk krept onto Geoffry's face. "You're the only one who would let me get away with it."
Chris slowed to a stop, gawking, and Geoffry walked away with a grin because he could tell without looking back, exactly what Chris was thinking.