Jaxon. That was his name. He was one of the hockey players, and he was close friends with both Ryan and Axel.
I never got a real break from him. He had stopped bullying me a little bit lately, but only because Ryan would step in and make him back off.
Now, don't get this twisted, nobody could actually control Jaxon. He just gave me a pass out of pure respect for his friendship with Ryan. But looking at him sitting at table five right now, I couldn't even imagine what today was going to be like. By the look in his eyes, it wasn't going to be small.
Turning around and running back to the kitchen wasn't an option. Knowing him, he would just walk straight into the back and harass me in front of everyone, which would be ten times worse.
And no, reporting him wasn't an option either. His fam
