Chapter 8

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Jonah's POV

I didn't know what to do. Should I go in or walk away?

I decided on walking away and would question Katie about it later. Maybe she has a valid explanation, or maybe she is being bullied by Corbyn and needs my help. 

Zach's POV

I hadn't heard from Katie at all lately, so I decided to check on her. 

"Hey, Katie," I walked right into her room. 

She was curled up in a small ball on her bed, and it seemed like she had been crying. She looked up at me and glared. 

"Oh, thank god it's just you." She sighed in relief. 

"Who did you think it was?" I was starting to get angry. One of the boys had made her cry, and I was determined to get to the bottom of this. "Ok, which one of the boys do I have to go beat up right now?" 

She reached out a hand to me, and she said, "Corbyn is just being a jerk. That's all, so there is no need to go beat anyone up." The look on her red, blotchy face said the exact opposite of what she was saying, though. 

I just shoved the box of tissues at her, and then I stormed out of the room. Someone was going to pay. 

I thought Jonah was the one I was going to have to go beat up, but I had no problem beating Corbyn up first, and then I would go beat Jonah up too. Jonah was a jerk, but he couldn't tell a lie if his life depended on it. 

I walked calmly into Corbyn's bedroom. I didn't want him to think that I was going to beat him up. The element of surprise was key here.

He looked up from his phone. "Hey, dude, it's been a while. What's popping?" He looked a little surprised to see me. I knew it was because I normally hung with Jack or Daniel.

I took two steps toward him and punched him square in the right eye. I stepped back to admire my handy work, and I lobbed another punch straight to the nose. Oh god, I hated the sight of blood.


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