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I stood there for a couple of seconds but then I went and looked at my map. I proceeded to walk down the hall. All of a sudden someone grabbed my arm and pushed me against the lockers with their hands on my wrists. "AH! THE FUCK? GET OFF!" I shouted as I tried to get out of their grip. "You wanna mess with my fucking friend? I'll punch you in the fucking face if you carry on with that stuff." The person spoke with confidence in their voice. Someone was standing next to them. The person holding me had ginger short flat hair, and was dressed casually. He wore glasses though and looked like a nerd. The person next to him was tall but shorter than Devon and had brown short hair but it wasn't a flat style and was also dressed casually. He had a large smile on his face. All of a sudden someone pushed the ginger out of the way and lifted me up in a bridal way. I looked to see who it was. It was Devon. "What the fuck was that about Kyle? And why didn't you stop him, Roman?" Roman rolled his eyes after Devon spoke. "Roman said that she was picking on you.." Kyle spoke quietly. Devon glared at Roman and then back to Kyle. "You seriously believe him? And why would a small little bunny be picking on me? No chance." My face went a little flustered as I heard the nickname he had given me. Roman just scoffed. "It was only a little prank!" He spile rudely. Kyle looked upset. He looked like he had regretted what he had done. Kyle quickly apologised and it looked like he meant it. Roman however didn't. He stood there with a cheeky smile. Devon sighed. "Are you okay?" Devon said as he looked at me with a soft smile. I nodded. He then gently put me down. What a crazy first day. "Well.. Those two are Kyle and Roman and Kyle and Roman this sweet angel is Kacey." I bite my lip as I smiled. Why was he calling me such names. Devon slowly put me down on the floor. "I'm sorry they had done that but I'm sure Roman can make up for it.. I'm sure he can buy you something like.... uhm..." Devon thought to himself. "Chocolate!" I shouted in excitement. "Chocolate it is." Roman rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue back.

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