Am I really that bad?

"Do you think we should believe you? Ha, Seems like I am not so popular anymore for you to want to steal my man and still be telling me that there is nothing between you and him" Samantha stretched her hand forward, ready to slap Thelma and the latter skillfully dodged it, and took hold of her wrist instead.

"You, what are you doing?!". Samantha glared at Thelma in disbelief as she tried to release her wrist from the tight grip.

The other two girls were instantly scared and they subconsciously took a step back.

Thelma smirked, "I am not really in the mood to exchange words with you but I still tried, however, you didn't appreciate my goodwill and wanted to slap me instead, what a gut you've got there"

She suddenly released Samantha's wrist and the momentum caused Samantha to fall on her back.

"Slut!, how dare you?!" questioned Samantha with cheeks burning red in embarrassment and anger as she tried to get up.

"If you wanna fight, come when I am in the mood, okay?'' saying this, Thelma