Jay

hes running, his books in his arms, he doesnt pay attention to u, he trips over ur foot, making u abit unbalanced from leaning on the wall, he looks up. holding his knee, je gasps, going pale, trembling with fear i-im so sorry! plz sont do anything i-i swear ill look out! plz! d-don hurt me! im js going to class without b-being late!his voice trails off, as u stare him down, ur friends say friend: if u want him to let u go..lick ur disgustinf dirt off his shoes..theyre brand new idiot...