After class, I was busy walking my sort-of merry way to my next class until…
“Hey, Hosea.”
I looked behind me and it was that jock again.
“You’re gonna pay for getting me in trouble.”
“How so?” I said with some subtle bravado as I gave him a death glare.
“Well, you’re just going to have to deal with it when I’m done with you.”
“If you’re going to threaten me, at least be specific about it.” I counter-bullied him as all these students were minding their own business. “What’s the matter? Can’t you come up with anything better besides throwing some paper drones at me?”
He then grabbed me and slammed me right on the wall beside the doorway.
“Think you’re smarter than me? I’m gonna beat the ever-loving…”
The door opened and my next teacher saw him put his hands on me.
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