I thought to myself wasn’t that the punk who wrote the article about me and is trying to take my chick. “ I got you dawg, that easy”. I said angrily. Me and Kyle came up with a plan to get kelly to act all flirty with Scott and bring him into the auditorium Ninth Period, where I will be waiting behind the door- ready to hit him from behind. Franticly, Kyle just walked in and told me he is down the hall. Scared, yes I was I’m not gonna lie waiting for him was scary. When the tiny, skinny, nerd walks in the door, I hit him in the back of the head, that was a rock, and he flies down the allies BANG.It was so loud everyone in the school must have heard. He flew like a bird. The chairs cried like a baby, after he hit them. Petrified, he tries to get back up and I kick him right into the gut, he tries to get back up, and I hit him again, and he tries to get up again, and I hit him again.Scott is a punching bag. I hit him a few times and I left and told him some stuff I don't remember saying. His ribs, that felt like a rock because he is so skinny, hurted my hand a lot. As if I didn’t feel the pain I still kept punching him. Scott was laying
I thought to myself wasn’t that the punk who wrote the article about me and is trying to take my chick. “ I got you dawg, that easy”. I said angrily. Me and Kyle came up with a plan to get kelly to act all flirty with Scott and bring him into the auditorium Ninth Period, where I will be waiting behind the door- ready to hit him from behind. Franticly, Kyle just walked in and told me he is down the hall. Scared, yes I was I’m not gonna lie waiting for him was scary. When the tiny, skinny, nerd walks in the door, I hit him in the back of the head, that was a rock, and he flies down the allies BANG.It was so loud everyone in the school must have heard. He flew like a bird. The chairs cried like a baby, after he hit them. Petrified, he tries to get back up and I kick him right into the gut, he tries to get back up, and I hit him again, and he tries to get up again, and I hit him again.Scott is a punching bag. I hit him a few times and I left and told him some stuff I don't remember saying. His ribs, that felt like a rock because he is so skinny, hurted my hand a lot. As if I didn’t feel the pain I still kept punching him. Scott was laying