as I'm walking through the hallway to my first class of high school; I get stopped.
"what do you think you are doin punk" the 8th grader said.
"going to class" I said calmly
"well you dont go anywhere without me knowing. this is my school and nobody will act like a big shot and be better than me. I am the best I will always be-"
"Are you done dude? I'm getting tired of your whole speech as to why I should be afraid of you." I said cutting him off
"Ok you little twerp" he said with a growl
BOOM!
I go flying across the hall I hit the ground and roll. as I'm slowly getting up from the hit he grabs me by my hair and picks me up to where we are eye to eye."you will be scared of me, and do not ever think of crossing me like that ever again."
he dropped me on the ground and I smacked my face on the floor then everything goes black.