Chapter 6

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“So this is one of the three boys bathroom’s.” I explained walking in. Brandon was standing there washing his hands. “Well, well if it isn’t Ashton?” he smirked body slamming me. “Leave him alone you idiot!” Luke yelled slamming Brandon into the wall. For a 18 year old he was pretty strong. “Who do you think you are?” Brandon asked. “I could ask you the same question.” Luke snarled. “I asked you first.” Brandon retorted. He looked nervous for the first time. “Leave.” Luke commanded. Brandon ran out like a toddler. I laughed for what seemed like the first time in forever.

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