I hate 3rd period Social Studies class. Walking from gym class to Mr. Wayne’s room means I’ll have to see Billy McGivens. If Billy does anything to me today, he’s going to regret it. He’s always bullying me. He always gets away with it.
When he pushed me down the stairs, he got away with it.
When he punched me in the nose right before math class, he got away with it.
When he tripped me in the cafeteria line, he got away with it.
When he threw my science book out Ms. Levin’s window, he got away with it.
He’s not going to get away with anything, any more.