“This is our crib.” the guy with a red highlight in his long hair said. Diane scrutinized him from where she stood and assumed he was the leader of the crew.
“Only we hang out here.” he added
Fred, Frank and Jake stared hard without saying a word and this anger the other boys even more.
“Stop gawking at us.” another boy chipped in. “Hey, Morgan. Give us the word and we will teach these wannabes a lesson.”
“Don’t even think about it.” Jake hissed. Diane expected this from Jake. He was a bully and fighting was his middle name.
“Yeah, I would like to see you try.” Fred chipped in. Diane shook her head. Morgan flipped his hair back and glared at Jake menacingly.
“Are you daring us?” He asked.
“Dude, are you high on drugs or what?” Frank chipped in
“Guys, let’s just call the police.”
