#Chapter40
Frazier
Ryan
After my fourth period, I strolled toward the lunchroom only to see the same kid from an earlier run through the lunchroom as a couple of guys chased him. He climbed onto the tables, doing a little dance, picking up someone’s pie, throwing it at one guy, and hitting him in the face.
/"I’ll kill you, you little weasel!/" One guy said.
/"Well, first, you have to catch me, but not before I fuck your mother. Tell her that Frazier says hi./" He gave the guy a raspberry and pissed him off.
Who the hell was this kid, and did he have a death wish? What he did next surprised me. He ran towards the guys, slid between the guy's legs, jabbed him in the dick, and dropped him. Then he did a foot sweep on the other guy and decked him in the face.
I got to hand it to him. The kid had moves, and he leaned over the guys. /"You guys fight like girls. Up your game, dicklicker!/"
/"Dylan Frazier!/"
