My Bully
He was my hero, always ready to stand up to his brother and protect me from harm.
As the teacher entered the classroom and began the lesson, I realized that nobody was going to sit next to me again.
As I sat in class, my heart dropped when the door flung open and in walked Steve, the school bully. I had completely forgotten that he was in my class, and I prayed he wouldn't spot me.
"Mr. Hamilton, why are you late?" the teacher asked, clearly unimpressed.
"I was sleeping," Steve replied nonchalantly.