Chapter 3

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For the next few days, the routine continued, except, today something happened to catch my attention.

During my third period History class, when we were all doing our class work, I overheard Dave talk about a certain someone to his friends.

"That guys really pisses me off!" Dave complained as low as possible.

His friend, James spoke, "Calm down, Dave, you'll get him soon enough."

"No!" Dave tapped his desk. "I want to get him now!"

His other friend, Bob, chuckled. "Why are you so worked up over him?"

"You-you don't get it. This guy…" he grunted a little. "His attitude annoys me. He thinks he's so cool. 'Whoa, look at me, I'm a badass!'," he mocked. "I hate it. It makes me want to beat the shit out of him!"

I slightly turned my neck to the right and noticed them leaning into each other.

"Well, that's true." Bob pondered. "He is always scolding at people and never talks to anyone."

"That's all show! I hate it. What? He thinks he's too cool so he won't talk to anyone? He's only trying to make himself look good and that adds to that fight we had two weeks ago," Dave spat.

I rolled my eyes. This guy, Dave, is an imbecile. He doesn't know a bloody thing.

"So what are you going to do?" James asked.

Dave shook his head. "I'm just going to wait for the good opportunity when he pisses me off and then I'm going to ramp him!" He punched his hand.

"Well, good luck with your suspension again," Bob joked.

Dave shut him up and the conversation changed from there.

I started down at my desk. Ronnie can't afford to get into a fight. This time he won't have his father to protect him. I had to warn him before it was too late.

During lunch I looked all over for him. I had Vita and my other few friends help me out. He wasn't found anywhere. After school I rushed over to his classroom but he had already gone home.

Man, how the hell does he do that? I wondered. Freaking snake he is.

When I got home I already expected him to be in his room. I knocked.

No answer. I knocked again.

"Yeah?" he finally answered in a tone as though he had just woken up.

"Uh.. Ronnie, I have to talk to you." I felt so awkward and shy because I haven't talked to him this much in a while. Hell, I haven't really talked to him. My mom was the only social contact he really seemed to have [very little with my dad and sometimes with my brother].

"What?" He sounded a little more alert. "Why?"

"It's a warning about that Dave guy you got in trouble with on the first day…" I fell silent but he was silent as well. I realized he probably wanted me to continue. "Oh, uh.. I overheard him say he wants to fight you again. That he's going to jump you when you least expect it so you know, I wanted to warn you. Give you a heads up."

He stayed quiet right after I explained and it made me nervous.

Did he fall asleep or something? What the hell?

I was about to knock when he replied, "Well… thanks. Good to know." Then I heard shuffling. He was probably going back to sleep.

"Yeah.." Was he really glad that I told him? He didn't really seem to care. Is he even going to take action? I mean, I don't want Dave to beat him up especially after all those things he said about him. Man, his expressions are really odd. I can't predict what he's thinking at all. I smiled. Well, at least he gave me his gratitude. That counts for something, right?

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