EVA LEVESQUE
“Why’d you punch him?!” I panicked when I saw blood on Kevin’s face. His friends were also flustered and scared of Flynn.
Flynn’s eyes glowed golden after punching him. I grabbed his arm to shake him up then after a few seconds, his eyes turned back to their normal color. He looked at me confused, then at Kevin who was on the floor.
“Wait,” he told himself like he was processing what he had done. He didn’t even realize that he punched someone so hard that they bled.
“My-my nose!” Kevin screeched, he looked at his hands with blood from his nose. He looked up and glared at us.
“I won’t let this pass!” he shouted, “I’m going to make you pay!”
“Yeah, like you didn’t assault me first,” I replied then turned to his friends, “you better go if you don’t want any more mess.”
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