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It was a pretty average day at school for everyone, hours of teachers droning on about the same thing for the hundredth time, the same group of kids getting sent to detention like usual, the quiet kids getting pushed around the hallways. Overall it was a pretty mundane day for everyone. Everyone except Calvin Gabriel and Andre Kriegman, they’re the anomalies.
Calvin is quiet and awkward around most, no one really knows he exists. He blends into the walls when he’s at school and he likes it that way. Andre on the other hand is aggressive, apathetic and snarky, he’s infamous at school for getting into fights, he never starts them but he always finishes them. Andre is the only person that Cal can really express his true feelings around, his feelings of anger and hate and pure distain towards school and people in general. Cal manages to mask his emotions better than Andre despite him being the more aggressive one.
Today, Cal was walking out of the school entrance and towards Andre’s car in the parking lot when he’s pulled back by his backpack. His back slams into the cold concrete, he looks up to see Brad Hoff, the biggest jerk to ever walk this earth.
Brad Hoff and his friends have bullied Cal since 5th grade. He picks on anyone he deems vulnerable but he has a particular hatred for Cal and Andre, he drives around in his stupid car with his asshole friends thinking he’s so cool and amazing. Andre often says that he wishes Brad was a cockroach so he could stamp him into the sidewalk.
Cal pushes himself up off the ground, his elbows scraped and bruised. “Leave me alone Brad, stop being a dick!” Cal snaps at him as he tries to walk away but Brad steps in front of him, blocking his path. “Excuse me? What did you call me?” Brad asks with that usual stupid cocky smirk on his face. “I called you a dick, now move.” Cal tried to sound tough but his voice was trembling.
Brad laughs and pushes him back onto the ground, Cal lets out a painful groan at the impact. He kicks Cal in the ribs causing him to cry out in pain, his lungs draining of air with every kick. “Stop it! I’m sorry!” Cal pleads, “Why should I?” Brad retorts as he raises his leg for another kick before a voice calls out. “What the hell are you doing Brad?” A girl says, Brad stops and turns around to see his girlfriend, Alyssa. “Come on, he’s not worth it.” She rolls her eyes, Brad finally stops. “Fucking pussy…” Brad mutters as he walks away.
Cal picks himself up from the ground and he looks for Andre’s car in the parking lot. He spots it at the far end and he starts to approach his car.