Was it possible for Edward to get angrier? When he started talking about his parents, it did. He had to clench his fists so tight, his nails dug into his palms and he glared at him wishing lightning would strike this boy. "Don't you talk about my parents!" He hated his parents and they were stupid, but they were his parents and he wouldn't let some jackass he just met who never met them talk about them.

"I know how to math good enough to know my fist plus your face equals you missing teeth!" He said as he pointed to him and started to walk towards him faster. "You better get that scarf on your stupid sail before I just beat you now and take it!" He was so angry at this guy who knew nothing about nothing. He was bigger than him, but he knew he could take him. Edward knew how to fight dirty.