"Hmm...nope!" He stood, holding it high over his head. "Don't see what's so interesting on it, anyway."

"You can't get on it anyway... You have to have my fingerprint." Hazel attempted to grab it but she was a little short. "Just give it back!"

Hence the nickname half-pint. "Why? What's so special about it?" He asked, laughing a little when she tried to get it

"Wouldn't!-" She jumped for it again. "You like to know?!"

He shrugged. "Sure. I would."

"Well I won't tell ya!" She jumped again.

"Then you're never gonna get this back," he said, smirking.

"Ugh! All I have on there is my social media and a few games! Now give it back!" She jumped again, getting a little tired of him.

He wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Really? That's what you do on this all day?" He waved it around a little.

"Yes!" She jumped once as high as she could, but she couldn't grab it. "Why do you have to always be a jerk! Leave people alone sometimes!" She was annoyed and angry. She wanted to punch him in the face but she didn't want to get in trouble, but even so would he hit back? She thought about it.