Jasmine P.o.V.

"Good job, Johnny" I say as I smile up at him. I have nothing against him, he did no wrong to me.

"No! That was not a good job!" Their Sensei shouts. "Yea, it was" I argue, subtly lowering my voice to make his voice go down.

"Second place is not winning" he tells, taking Johnny's trophy and breaking it before throwing it.

"Hey!" I shout just as he brings Johnny into a sleeper hold. I watch as his face turns red as he struggles and his sensei pushes people away.

"That's enough! Your gonna kill him!" I scream, rushing forward. My eyes widen as he backslaps me, sending me back and onto the ground.

A cry leaves me as a branch digs into my bad side. Someone helps me up as Mr and Daniel hurry over.

I cling to the person's arm for support as I clutch my side, feeling my knee about to buckle.

Mr easily gets Johnny out of his grip and I tug on the person so they can let go.

Instead of letting go, they push me to Johnny.

"You okay? Johnny?" I whisper, tugging at his blonde locks slightly.

I look over to see the sensei punch a car window before I look down at Johnny again, his eyes were slightly open and his hand was tugging on my jacket sleeve lightly.

I flinch as I hear another glass shatter. "You okay now" I question as he slowly recovers.

His eyes widen as he looks at my bad side. I look down and wince at the red, blue, purple, and black bruises.

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