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"Will Ethan Dolan, Robert Smith, Frankie Jones, and Daniel Reed please come down to the office? Ethan Dolan, Robert Smith, Frankie Jones, and Daniel Reed."
I look up at the intercom, then to Layla. She nods. I look at her in horror. "Ethan." Mr. Johnson says.
I look at him, he nods as well. I push my chair out, snatch my things up, and look at Layla one last time. "What have you done?" I whisper, then storm out of the classroom.
In the office, the boys look at me. "Ethan, you are so dead."
I look down, worried. This is going to bite me so hard in the ass. If they didn't hate me before, they sure do now.
"Ethan Dolan, please come here." Principal Dugan says.
I get up, grab my bag, and follow him into his office. I stay silent.
"Those are some nasty bruises, Ethan. What happened?"
"Fell." I lie.
"You fell? I find that hard to believe."
I shrug.
"Ethan, this is a safe office. You don't need to lie to protect them."
"Look, I don't know what you heard. But I fell. I'm a klutz. It is what it is."
"Ethan-"
"That's the truth, Principal Dugan. Now can I get back to class?"
He sighs. "Alright, Mr. Dolan. But I'm serious, if you ever need anything-"
"Yeah. I know." I get up and walk out. I don't even bother asking for a pass, I don't want to face Grayson's friends.
later
"Dolan." Robert shoves me.
"You fucking told!?" Daniel kicks me.
"N-no I-"
"Don't fucking lie to us, Dolan."
"I swear-"
Daniel grabs my shirt, picks me up, and shoves me against the side of this random building I was passing. My head bounces off the bricks. "You're so fucking dead, Dolan. You think what we did to you before was bad? You just wait. You asked for it this time."
With that, he throws me on the ground and they each take turns beating and stomping on me.
