Trent p.o.v
Anthony came up to me and zyler
Anthony: you and that little bitch of yours
Zyler: ay she ain't no bitch
I was holding zyler back
Anthony: why you always defending her
Zyler: why you soo damn worried
Anthony started smirking
Anthony: oh i see you send your bitch to fight your battles
Zyler: Trent let me go
Me: no-
Anthony; nah let him go
Me: nah ant you don't want that
Anthony: I am not afraid of-
Zyler punched him dead in his mouth and they got to fighting
Me: ay that's enough
I pulled zyler off of him
Zyler: shit my hand is bleeding
Anthony was holding his eye and crying
Me: we gotta go
We ran to the bathroom
End p.o.v
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FanfictionShe rarely goes out. She rarely speaks up for herself. She rarely be around. But what if that changes
