The Group

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When the breakfast bell rang they walked by a group of boys.
"Oh Scheiße , es ist ihnen." She whispered.
"Hm? Was ist los?" He asked.
" Lassen Sie sie nicht Sie mit mir sehen?"
" Warum?"
"HEY!"
"Scheiße..."

The tall boy walked over with his buddies.
"Now who's this you got there, a new companion? Huh?"
She was silent, sending them glares.
"Come on ANSWER ME?"
"She doesn't have to answer to you." Kevin pitched in.
"What did you say to me!?"
"Neither does she not have to answer you, nor do you have the right to control her."
"Whatever, So is this your new boyfriend?"
"No, we're just-" She said.
"That's what they all say. Especially you like to fuck black boys right?"
Her eyes widened and tears came into them, but she refused to give them what they wanted.  She blinked them away.
"Now that was offensive, cruel-" He said, interrupted by the main one.
"Can you shut up?"
Kevin turned his head at them and said blankly, "Well that depends... Can you go fuck yourselves?"
They growled like that was a good one.

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