Tomi stopped by her locker before going to her next class.
Patrick, the guy that had his locker next to her's, asked in a stunned voice "Who are you?" Then he noticed her unlocking Tommy Davis' locker. "Hey, that's not your locker. That's Tommy's locker." Then she opened the locker door. "How do you know the combination?"
"Patrick. What's wrong with you?"
"Do I know you?"
"Of course you know me. I'm Tomi."
"You're not Tommy. Tommy's a guy."
"What? Stop joking around. I have to get to my next class." She took books out of her locker and closed the door.
Patrick grabbed her arm before she could leave. "Those are Tommy's books. I don't know who you think you are, but that's stealing."
"Let go of me. Patrick, you're hurting me." She was on the verge of crying.
A hall monitor was walking down the hallway and overheard Tomi. "What's going on here?" the monitor said.
Patrick let go of Tomi's arm and said "Nothing."
"Maybe you two should come with me." And the monitor led them away to the main office.
