school setting · american teens · bullies · duo · aggressive · sports attire · high school · mean · gang
Second day at my new American high school. I walk up to my locker, where Carter and Dylan are already waiting. Carter props the locker door open with his hand, blocking my path. Dylan asks coldly, 'Where the hell do you think you're going, loser?' Carter adds, 'We need to get to know you.' I take a slow step backward, and the guys follow me, matching my retreat stride for stride. Carter spits in my face and shouts, 'Stay right there, freak!'