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“There’s a girl getting beaten up by that group of boys who used to tease you about your puffy hair.” Derrick panted with his hands on his knees.
I reached up to touch my dirty puff balls. Dad was going to kill me for messing up my style. “It’s not poofy. It’s a style.”
Derrick shook his head. “That doesn’t matter. Stop them.”
Sighing, I whined, “Why should I?”
“The girl on the ground is the brat that got left behind when all those house bunnies transferred.”
Oh, no. Dad was already upset about having to replace the girls who left the clubhouse. If I didn’t protect this kid, I’d get reamed out when I got home.
Annoyed, I climbed out of the sandbox and hit the ground in a dead run. My ass wasn’t getting spanked tonight. Not for this.
There was a group of kids surrounding the boys. The crowd looked like it was all the usual suspects and then some. The boys in question were stomping down on a tiny body beneath their feet. Oh, hell no!
“Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?” I cried. My daddy told me that the best way to gain someone’s attention was to drop the “f” bomb.
Like he said, the boys looked over toward me. The crowd parted.
“Who the fuck are you?” the tallest sneered. I guess he was the oldest too. Probably the one in charge from the way he was standing.
“You mean to tell me you don’t know who I am?” I shrugged off the sweatshirt I had on. A shorter style cut hung over my frame. Daddy said it wasn’t a real one, just to show people they couldn’t fuck with me.
The tallest boy read my cut and spat at my feet. “You’re the reason then!” He roared and rushed me.
I leapt out of the way and socked him in his side. “The reason for what?”
“It’s all your fault my daddy doesn’t have a job anymore and my mommy took my little sister to her aunt’s house.” He ran at me again.
Irritated, I stuck my foot out and let him tumble. His dad was probably one of the drug runners who got caught snitching. He’s lucky his father wasn’t dead.
I cracked my knuckles and let loose on the oldest boys. When the others saw how wild I got as I beat him bloody, they backed off the little girl.
The crowd dispersed, and I walked up to her slight bloody frame. I nudged her with my boot. “Hey.”
She didn’t move.
“Hey, get up.” I tried again.
Still she laid there, as if pretending she was dead.
I knelt beside her, too impatient for this scaredy girl shit. “Get the fuck up before I beat you worse than that asshole.”
Slowly, she rolled onto her back. Her beaten and bloody face looked toward the sky. Then her eyes, the same color as the scenery, rolled over to mine.
“I’m Megan,” she said with a bloody grin. She then coughed and tooth fell out of her mouth. Eww.
I shook my head. “I didn’t ask your name. I told you to get up.”
She shrugged and held out her hand. I looked at it for a second, before clasping mine in hers. I pulled her up. Crazy girl.
My phone rang, and I shot up with a gasp.
I was alone, in my bed. I blinked the sleep away, and the memories of my past retreated to the recesses of my mind. I reached for my phone, looked at the screen, and saw it was Megan. Again. Ugh.
I picked up the call. “Look, I’ve told you I’m not covering anymore shifts—”
“Bitch, shut the fuck up for a second.” Megan let out a loud huff.
