"Do you think your important?" I shrugged my shoulders looking down at the ground. "Is that a yes?" He asked raising his eyebrows in annoyance "I guess" i say looking down at the ground Chris stepped closer, every stride showing he was angry. "Then you don't let people treat you like that, like how they treat you at school. " "How?" He pulled out a gun from the waistline of his pants. "You take this gun, and you blow their fucking brains out if they ever fuck with you again." He said with a smile.
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