God Complex

Uriel decides to take that "nothing" as nothing and shoves you into the locker even harder than he did before. Your hip bone kind of goes right into it, pinching your skin. You gasp, before thrusting your elbow up in his head-area and nearly connecting with something. Michael butts in, the smarter of the two of them, and grips your arm. Basically all he did was stop you from elbowing the shorter guy in the face.

Uriel pauses and smacks his lips. You look forward to hearing about this later. Probably in front of someone that shouldn't be hearing about it, too. Yay.