At the school gate, Edward was rubbing his ankle miserably. His punch missed Alex, and every passing student saw him fall face down to the ground.
"Damn it, Alex! This isn’t over!” He shouted. He turned to other students and barked, “What are you looking at? Get lost!”
“Hey, what happened, Edward? Why are you in a bad mood so early in the morning? What happened to your face?” a voice asked cheekily.
Still smarting from his loss, the greeting annoyed Edward a great deal. But when he looked up, he was discouraged by the sight of Justin Johnson.
“Justin,” he greeted the big and muscular boy.
The person who had teased him was Sam Hale, their classmate.
“Get up, Edward. This is embarrassing,” said Justin.
Reluctantly, Edward forced himself to stand up. “It’s Alex. I tried to punch him,
