A Bloody Pulp

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*Ember* “Oh, no! No! No! No!’ Mikey screeches before he turns and begins to run toward the dorm rooms, leaving me facing Malcolm by myself. But it’s a short-lived attempt at escape when Craig steps out from behind a bush located between us and safety. Mikey screeches to a halt and slowly retreats until we are back to back, trapped between two assholes. Dammit all to hell. “Well, well, well,” Malcolm says, snickering at us. “Look who we just caught all alone without his f*****g bodyguards.” “All right, Malcolm,” I seethe, my hands clenching into fists. “I know you think you’re a big tough guy picking on guys a foot shorter than you, but seriously, when are you going to grow up?” “Oh, that’s what you think this is about?” He stops about a foot away from me and folds his arms across his

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