Once again he continued asking the same questions he had before in class. Bella rolled her eyes and tried to move away from him, but he didn't move his arms. That surprised her.

"Mike, move." She reached her free hand up to try and remove his from the locker behind her. He didn't budge.

"Why is it so hard to just give me an answer?" He still wasn't being mean, other than not letting her go. His voice was still calm and normal and non threatening.

Growling slightly with irritation she snapped at him. "For one he doesn't pull shit like this, now move." She tried to duck to move under his arm, but of course he wasn't allowing it. His swift movement to block her caused her things to get knocked out of her hands and fall to the floor. She sighed heavily.

"Come to my party. Get away from him and hang out with some friends." He made it seem like he was having a normal conversation and nothing was strangely awkward about him holding her captive there to listen.

"I'd rather not. Now can I go?" She stared at him.

It was his turn to glare. Finally changing his mood. "Not until you agree to go."

"You can't be serious." This was getting ridiculous and she was really late now for whatever they needed her in the office about. She was able to move fast enough this time to duck under his arm and get away from him. Not caring about her things at the moment.

"Wait." Mike reached out and grabbed her jacket from behind to stop her. Only making her cast slip out from under her feet and fall backwards. She landed on her back hard on the floor, it knocking the air out of her. She had no idea what hit her at first until Mike was over top of her trying to help her up and apologizing.

"Bella I'm sorry… I wasn't…. I Didn't…." He had no idea what to say to her as she slapped his hands away at him trying to help.

"Mike stop!" His actions and their position only brought back bad memories from the last time she was with Charlie. She felt trapped and her mind was not acknowledging the fact he was trying to help her at first.