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Ahh okay so here is chapter 11!!!
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Team James
Team Brett
Or Team Dylan (the loser)
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Chapter 11:
VICTORIA'S P.O.V:
I stood there still as a rock.
Wow...Brett is a bad boy?
I would have never imagined.
That's hot.
SHIT NO! Stop it Victoria!
I took a deep breath...crap I like both of them in a weird way.
JAMES' P.O.V:
I can't believe Brett punched me.
I have to tell you...as soon as that happened I got pissed.
We were punching and fighting on the floor for a while until I felt someone grab me by the collar and pull me away from Brett.
"PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE NOW!!" the male teacher, who I recognized as my freshmen homeroom teacher, screamed.
I kept my distance from Brett and we walked into the principal's office.
I felt something trickle down my lip.
Great my nose is bleeding.
I grabbed a tissue and pressed it on my bloody nose.
"James, Brett...come in." principal Goldman hollered from his office.
I stood up and walked slowly toward Goldman.
I sat in a chair in front of his desk; Brett huffed and sat next to me.
Goldman looked pissed; he sighed loudly and said,
"Boys...this is the second time this year and we are only in December. What's up with you two! From what I hear you guys were best friends since 3rd grade."
I rubbed the back of my neck.
This was true...second time this year we got into a physical fight. And he was also right about the third grade thing.
Brett huffed and said,
"I guess you can call it brotherly love."
I glanced at him.
Last time we got into a fight was in September...he called me a man whore!
Which I was defiantly in 9th grade but not anymore!
Goldman looked at me and I quickly nodded my head in agreement.
"Look guys...some teachers overheard your conversations in the hall before, its none of my business but was this fight over a girl?" he asked.
I mumbled,
"You're right it is none of your business."
Goldman glared at me.
Oh crap he must have heard me.
"Look...I'm gonna let this time go. BUT! If this happens again your both getting detention for a week. Understand me?!" he said sternly.
