The final bell rung and Douglas dashed out of the classroom, he had told his friend Francesco that they'd meet the new kid by the front door. Douglas saw Francesco by the door, he was leaning up against the wall with one foot on the wall as well. Douglas went over and gave his friends hand a shake, Francesco blinked.
"Um...mate?" Francesco coughed. "Wheres that Jonas guy you've been going on about?"
"He's coming." Douglas assured him, looking around. "H-he's a red furred fox, green eyes."
"Ya mean that guy?" Francesco asked, pointing to Jonas.
"Yea!" Douglas shouted. "Jonas! Jonas! Over here!"
Jonas looked to him, a smile plastered on his face. He started to walk over to Douglas but he was stopped by Dean. Dean grabbed his shirt and slammed him into a wall. Douglas growled.
"Come on lets help Jonas!" He said rushing to the scene.
"P-please, l-let me go." Jonas cried with a slight british accent.
"Not until you know who we are pretty boy." Dean smirked.
"Get off of him Dean!" Douglas barked, eyes narrowed.
"Oh, well if it isn't Jonni's guardian angel." Dean laughed, "Back off pipsqueak."
Douglas pushed Dean off of Jonas, making him fall to the floor. Dean got up slowly his teeth bared, people began to gather, waiting for a fight. No, no, no, please. Douglas shivered. I don't want to fight. Dean balled his hand up into a fist and swung at Douglas, punching him square in the face. Douglas fell down, blood dripping from his nose. Tears ran down his face, he sobbed uncontrollably.
"Yea! Cry you little bitch!" Dean barked, a smirk on his face. "Think of that the next time you decide to fuck with me!"
Francesco rushed to Douglas's side, he looked up at Dean with fear in his eyes.
"You monster!" Francesco shouted. "He was just sticking up for Jonas!"
Dean looked over at Jonas, he was standing with his back to the wall, staring back at Dean, blushing slightly. Dean scrunched his face up and looked back down to Francesco and Douglas.
"I don't give a fuck about what he was doing!" Dean replied. "Next time he puts his fucking hands on me I'm going to kick his sorry ass!"
Two teachers emerged from their classroom, they shooed everyone away and took Dean to the office. Francesco helped Douglas up, wiping his bloody nose with a handkerchief.
"There, there." Francesco soothed him. "Lets walk home, yo Jonas wanna come help?"
Jonas nodded, and rushed to Douglas's side, they walked him out the door and began to go home.
"T-thanks for helping me guys." Douglas whimpered painfully. "J-Jonas?"
"Yes sir?" Jonas answered.
"Wanna be freinds?" Douglas asked.
"That'd be great Douglas sir!" Jonas smiled bright. "Thank you!"
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