//SLAM\\

A boy flew against the wall,making a loud thud then falling to the floor.
Slowly the boy reached forward to grab his phone, the only thing that could save his life.
"A- almost got it" the boy whispered quietly.
Just as his hand almost reached his phone. ......

Suddenly a red sneaker slammed down onto the boys hand.
Letting out a loud yelp the boy slowly lifted his head.

Mason glared down at his newest victim- one of his crushes tormentors I might add.
After this he had to make one more stop then he was done for the day.
Picking the boy up by his shirt collar he slammed him against the wall.
The boy weakly called for help- perhaps a teacher would hear him and come to his rescue.


"Listen yous" mason growled ,his accent coming out.
"Listen scumbag and listen well cause I ain't gonna say this twice yous or yous friends flirt with or touch MY girl again yous' 'll be missin capish? "
Terrified th we boy could only nod his head.

Throwing him to the ground.
As he watched the boy limp away he smirked.
He light a smoke and took a long drag.
"Aaaahhh" he breathed out blowing smoke circles into the air.
Closing his eyes he leaned against the lockers, just enjoying his smoke.