ON A DARE
So I might simply be the one who set up myself for this.
"Are you all blind or what?" I asked my fist clenching, eyes hardening. I was not afraid of them anymore, because if there's one thing I've learned the hard way, it was that if you act weak, or show just even an ounce of being scared, they become a million times worse and more daring. Fighting back made our exchange more on the verbal side, not like in the old days when I had to try to cover a black eye or a broken nose. Yup, the good old days.
They all look amused like I was some green-eyed frog that crawled out of a pond. Apt description cause my baggy shorts is a glaring green. Yup, green and orange are not a good combo.
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