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"Hey, why don't you go get another cheerleader pregnant, instead of trying to make us mad?" George says stepping up infront of Justin. His smile fades, and He turns to look at me. George grasps my arm, like he wished he never said that. "You two are dead. Especially you Dylan!" Justin says
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School is over, and I am supposed to meet George at his house at 3:45. But before that, I need to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ show Justin that if he ever says another thing about George, i will personally shove my foot up his ass. I check to make sure nobody is looking, then I jog to the back of the school, where
"Oh look, the queer is here, I thought you had to be home early for your boyfriend." Justin says while his friends laugh, high as ♥♥♥♥. I take the joint out of his hand and whip it on the ground. "What the ♥♥♥♥ man?" One of his friends say. "Listen, I've got 45 minutes to beat your ass, I've got plenty of time." I say as Justin stands up and walks over to me. He's taller than me, which gives him a slight advantage. ♥♥♥♥. I didn't think this through
"Oh yeah? You're gonna beat m-" I cut off Justin by punching him right in the jaw. I have no mercy with this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. He touches his jaw and looks at me with anger. I try not to show my fear, because now, I'm screwed. "You're definitely dead now, pretty boy." Justin says, then without any warning, he punches me in my side. I groan, but I try to ignore the aching pain. Instead I knee him in the crotch and shove my elbow into his back. He falls to the ground, but gets up in a matter of seconds. Oh ♥♥♥♥.
"Thank You for your services." I say panting, as I sprint away. I don't look back.