Something On The Inside
He introduced himself as Somina Whyte, surveyed me from my head to my feet, then chuckled over to himself, before moving over to sit on his bunk.
"Over here is Hakeem. The big bad bully. He's got thirteen students hospitalized, and speaks with just his fists. Just try as much as you can, to keep out of his way." Robert gestured at the fourth boy. He was a giant, with beefy paws. He stood 6'5 feet tall, with his meaty arms folded across his broad chest.
I gave him the "I don't care who the fuck you are" look. And he chuckled wickedly, falling his hands to his side just to crack his fists.
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