"Please! I don't have any money on me!"
A voice whimpered, a slam following.
Calum furrowed his eyebrows, walking to where the sound was coming from.
There was a much bigger boy that had Calums crush cornered against the locker.
The tan boy angrily stomped over pulling the bully off of Michael,
"What the fuck are you doing!?"
He shouted at the slightly shorter kid.
The guy just shoved off of him and walked off.
Calum shook his head in anger but automatically snapped out of it seeing the purple haired boy sitting on the floor.
"C'mere, I'll walk you home."
