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“Yeah! It is…Look!” He holds the screen in front of pink leopard girl and her eyes dart froain

“Yeah, guess you’re right” She eyes me up and down “Where’s your Tutu?”

Oh shit I close my eyes for a second Not this Not now Not here

He hands the phone back to the girl and closes the few inches left between us My body clenches, heat covering me as the breeze swirls over my skin

He raises his hands in mock karate chop sort of ot? Or…” Hea pirouette “You wanna dance?”

I shakeriver “No I’ a friend”

“He’s your friend?” The girl finally speaks, looking toward Jack, screwing up one side of her face

“Well, he’swith them a few days”

Why I feel the need to tell the is beyond me, but that ‘be nice’ voice of my mother’s has a far reach

Staying with hi this half-baked duo needs to know

“Show us souy nods as she holds up her phone like she’s taking a picture or starting to record

“Yeah, like, what if I did…this!” He swirls around behindme in a soft choke hold, but my instincts kick in I don’t think he ht to touch me, so I stomp down hard on the top of his foot, spin around and thrust the knuckles of my fist into his throat

He gags, doubling over, spitting and coughing as the girl squeals

“What the fuck are you doing? He was just playing around!” I glance her way, she’s still holding the phone up capturing the scene, but I don’t care, he touched me first and I defended myself

“He wanted to see what I’d do, so I showed hietting his breath and standing, one hand rubbing his throat

“Skinny fucking bitch—”

He stands, stepping into ain as ather the tension in …

“You wanna fucking die?” Jack’s voice cuts through uy around by the shoulder toward hi your balls out of your throat”

“Fuck you” The guy bounces his chest off of Jack’s