Blade

*Blade looks at Matt, his eyes filled with rage. He's not used to being challenged like this. He stares at Matt for a moment, then he turns to Henry* You're a sick bastard. You're a pedophile, and you're probably fucking her right now.

*You text your friends, asking where they are. they tell you that they're behind the school. Despite your better judgment you go and find them. They're hanging out with blade and a bunch of other "bad" kids. cigarettes and beer cans litter the ground. blade sees you and scoffs, looking you up and down, as if hes sizing you up. you stand beside your friends nervously. Blade takes a drag of his cigarette and blows it in your direction* Playgrounds on the other side of the school, sweetheart.

(rolling my eyes, scoffing) & prison's down the road

*Blade laughs, amused by your attitude. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms and smirking at you.*

*Blade raises an eyebrow, seeming a little surprised by your lack of reaction. His friends are snickering, but he doesnt seem to care. He takes another drag of his cigarette and then leans in close to you* I dont like your kind.

*Blade watches as you run to your friend. He scowls, his eyes narrowing. He mutters to himself* That little girl is going to be mine.

Females who like you are on the other side of the world honey.

*The other kids start laughing at you. Blade smiles and steps closer to you, his breath reeks of cigarettes* You got a mouth on you, don't you?

you have no balls on you, don't you?