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George POV

"George", Clay woke me up with a face like he wanted to tell me that we would have a problem.
"What?", I rubbed my eyes. My headache got a lot better through the sleep.
"I have a problem...."

"You or we?", I giggled.
"George, I'm serious, I have a problem", he took out his phone.
"What's up?", I sat up.
"I got an email from the school. The thing is, the contact details that you have to give to the school if they need to contact your parents were transferred to me by my father when he left. This is an email my father should have received.....", Clay swallowed.
"So? What does it say?"

"Dear Mr. Frey, as we have noticed, your son seems to be beating up children and this is not okay at our school. He's a very good student, but this means in our rules actually expulsion from school. At first it was probably a boy named George who testified that himself and now it has gotten worse. We have a lot of testimony from people who saw this. We would like to make an appointment with you and clarify that with you."

"What? Wait...What?!", I looked at him in shock.
"I never knew that you told someone about me beating....beating you up....", Clay said, sounding sad, looking down.
"I didn't!"
"This is....I-....", Clay looked up to me in desperation.
"Okay, wait, first of all, yes that IS a problem", I said, rubbing my thigh, "And my question there would be, WHO told them that? Like there were testimonies and lots of lies in this text. It's over. Who knew about it and who would want to harm you now?"

"Someone from my old group?", Clay shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, but I actually don't think that they still have a problem with you...", I looked at him thinking.
"George, all that doesn't matter! They want to expel me from school and there is nothing I can do about it!", Clay said seriously, looking me deep into the eyes.
"But we CAN do something about it when we know who told them!", I said, "I bet it was this motherfucker Floris!"

"George!", he grabbed my arms and yelled, "Leave it to me." And with that he stood up again and left the room. Shit,.... everything was just going down the drain.

I laid in bed for two more hours. Clay was gone. Probably he tried to fix that shit however he wanted to do that. Dang, I was so sure it was Floris who did that.
I checked my watch and saw that class was over, so I decided something. I got up and left the room. Luckily, when I came downstairs, Clay's cell phone was on the table. He hadn't taken it with him and I was able to carry out my plan. I opened it, what I could now, since Clay had told me the password and looked for Floris in the contacts.

I texted him.
G: Hey, could we meet?
F: What do you want?
G: I want to talk please, can you come to the school?
F: Why? What do you want to talk about?
G: Please, it's important. Really....
F: Okay, fine. I'll be there in 10 minutes.

10 Minutes....Quickly I put on my shoes and left the house. Since I couldn't drive a car, I had to walk, so I immediately set out to make it.
When I arrived at the school, Floris already was waiting at the entrance and when he saw me, he looked at me confused.
"What are you doing here?", he yelled over to me who was running towards him.
"You fucker!", I screamed and when I had reached him, I grabbed him and pushed him to the ground.

"Ouh, I see...", he giggled standing back up. He stood up straight in front of me and looked down at me with a raised eyebrow. I swallowed and got ready to dodge a blow.
"So, you wanted to talk, huh? Talk", he eventually said seriously.
"You're not beating me up?", I asked confused.
"Nah, that's boring. Now talk."
"I- I know that you told the teachers about Clay!"
"Oh, you know that?", he raised both eyebrows, putting his hands into his hoodie pockets.

"Why are you ruining him? I thought you hated me?! Kick me out of school! You don't benefit from Clay!", I stepped towards him.
"You're so dumb", he laughed at me, "Why would I want Clay to get kicked out of school? That's stupid. You really get nothing, don't you?"
"What?", I looked at him even more confused.
"Don't worry. Clay won't get suspended", he smiled.

"But- but you-"
"No George."
"You. You didn't tell the teachers?"
He began to laugh and slowly walked away from me.

"Hey! U-Unconfuse me!", I grabbed his arm what was a big mistake. He twisted his arm, grabbed mine, and threw me to the ground with a force. Then he bent down to me, punched me into the face one time and then turned me around, so I was lying on my stomach and he held my arms tightly.
"I can make your life to hell George. You better listen to me", he whispered into my ear.
"NO!"
"Then what will you do about it? You have no idea what else I have planned for you and Clay", I could hear his smirk.

"You. You-....you f....", I tried to say, but Floris pressed one of my arms behind my back what hurt as fuck.
"Insulting me won't do you any good. To stand by .... does not help either. The only thing that can bail you out is you fucking break up with Clay!", he said aggressively.
"NO!"
"Ouh George", he laughed, "Why are you just so stupid?"

"What have you planned, huh?!", I provoked him.
"Why should I tell you that?", he pressed my arm harder behind my back what caused me to whine in pain. I felt like he would break it any second.
"Stop! Stop!", I screamed. Then he, what I didn't think, let go and backed away.

"You are more important to yourself than Clay, right?", he smiled.
"No! I would do everything for Clay!", I defended myself while also backing away to avoid another attack.
"Of course. You don't want to break up with him because YOU want him. If you did, he'd be fine. You know George, I can't just hurt you. I can hurt him a lot too. Do you want something bad to happen to him?", he leaned forward, raising his eyebrows.

"You- fuck off!", I yelled and turned around to run away.
"What was the point in meeting me now, huh?!", he yelled after me.
"I will tell the teachers all about you! Then YOU will be expelled from school very quickly!"
"Hey George!", he yelled louder in a serious tone on which I turned around to him.
"You know by yourself that you will regret that", he looked at me expressionless.
With a small huff I turned back around and continued running on which he laughed again.

"You're a psychopath!", I screamed one more time.
"Call me what you want, but that will get you nothing! You know you have no chance against me! Be reasonable you little piece of shit!", I heard him yelling after me before, although I couldn't run very fast, I was far enough away. Then the tears began to come to me and I no longer knew what to do.

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