Chapter 3

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The week-long suspension Ashur got in punishment seemed to pass by quickly, with Monday coming all too soon. Ashur found himself sitting in a dark corner, with teens passing by yet again. Though, people kept staring at him, laughing at him, and sneering.

"Aw, look! It's the kid who got suspended!"
"He also got into a fist fight with Eli Henson!"
"Eli Henson?"
"He won, too!"
"Yeah right!"
The people all sneered and laughed, pointing at him. Ashur pulled his knees to his chest and buried his face in his knees. "Leave me alone..." He whispered, his hands turning into fists.

Suddenly everyone went silent. "What is going on here?!" No one other than Eli Henson was towering over Ashur. Eli's eyes swerved toward Ashur, then at the crowd, a smirk crawling onto his face. "I almost thought you all were here to talk to a wall." Eli laughed, and turned to face the crowd.

"But instead I found something more....entertaining. Do carry on." Eli sneered, turning on his heel and marching out of the room, his head held high.

Ashur felt a body press next to him, and he glanced to his left to see Autumn sitting next to him, hugging her knees and her face buried into her knees. She was sitting exactly like Ashur. Autumn glanced over at Ashur, offering a small smile before burying her face back into her knees.

Ashur did the same, and listened as the crowd circled around them, jeering hideously and laughing mockingly. Ashur wondered why Autumn was there, but as he thought this, the answer appeared: She's trying to help me.

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