He ran towards the hall, but it was still packed with kids going in both directions, so instead of fighting the crowds, he ran for the playground, shoving his way through the crowd. He knew he could make it past one of the wings and make a bee line for his classroom. As he passed some of the seventh grade room, he barreled into someone. Both kids hit the ground, the lager one grabbing at him.
“Troy?” His brother said. “Who the hell you running from?”
Bruce and Frankie came running around the corner and they slid to a stop. “Well if it isn't Troy's big sister.”
“Back off Bruce.” Vance said, getting to his feet and putting Troy behind him.
“Isn't that cute, big sisters is protecting little sister.” Bruce sneered at them. “Guess we'll kick both of your asses.”
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