Would Anyone Want To Do A Soap With Little Old Me?
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Thread Topic: Would Anyone Want To Do A Soap With Little Old Me?
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"Oh, yeah...." I recalled the beginning of class, blushing. "That makes sense."
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I nodded. "It made us win."
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I shrugged. "I guess." In all honesty, I was actually overwhelmed, with joy, that is.
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The teacher blew the whistle again and we all made out way to gather 'round.
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I was hidden behind the others who were trying to get a good look at the teacher. I was sickened by their savagery.
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I stayed near the back and crossed my arms.
Teacher: "Alright, you are done for the day. Go get your showers and all that done and get to your next class." -
I turned on my heel, beginning to walk to the locker room. I wasn't really sweaty, but I wanted a shower.
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I got to my locker and grabbed my stuff. As ritual, us underclassmen had to wait for the seniors to shower, then us juniors, then sophomores, then freshmen. I sat down and waited
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Before I could get through the locker room, there was a tug on my shirt. "Shorty. Shorty." I got pulled back, and heard tormenting comments in my ears. "Shorty. Shorty. Go grab that for me!" He pushed me forward, gesturing to a wafch high up. I started to walk away, but he pulled me back.
"Jump for it, Shorty." I reached and jumped and course I couldn't reach. Humiliation was rising in me. -
*Watch
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I heard the taunts and knew exactly who they were talking to. I rose to my full height and walked over, glaring down the other kid, who was a good head shorter than me. "You want your goddamn watch? Here." I easily grabbed it and slapped him as hard across the face as I could, which was pretty hard.
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The other guys who'd been around gasped and backed up. I bit my bottom lip, and hid behind Alexander.
Davon: The slap hurt like Hell. "What the fuck was that?" I spat. "I barely touched him." -
I leaned down, exaggerating the drop. "Words hurt worse, dumbass."
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Davon: "Fuck you." My posse and I walked away.
I watched them walk off. I tilted my head slightly. "Did he think cursing made him look cool?" -
I shrugged and raised an eyebrow. "Is fuck the only cuss word your momma taught you?" I called after Davon.
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