"Is that supposed to make me less mad at you? Because it's not working." She told him, folding her arms & putting her weight on her one foot, causing her body to lean to the side. James had his back against the wall, his head resting on his boxing glove. He started pouting, then, after her statement, dropped his cute expression. A deep, genuinely apologetic look appeared in his eyes. He hated making her mad or upset. But he hated the silence between them even more.