The boys left the school building and headed into the yard. It was a cool day and they sat down
"Have you been working out?" Brandt asked.
"No," said Jasper, "I...I dunno, I..."
"You tied a rod of steel into a bow!"
"I...Yeah but...I..."
Brandt grabbed one of Jasper's hands and examined it. It was large and firm and muscular.
"I...I don't FEEL any different," said Jasper. He unconciously closed his hand around Brandt's, who screamed. Brandt let out a yelp of surprise and let go at once. Brandt rubbed his right hand tenderly with his left.
"That HURT!" Brandt hissed.
"Woah sorry, man!" said Jasper, "I didn't mean it..."
"You really are strong! Try and lift Ivan up".
"That's not a challenge," said Ivan, "Anyone can lift me up". The Russian teen stared around the yard, and then pointed to a teacher's car parked nearby. "Try that".
Jasper walked over it, when he heard four voices behind him.
"Hey Jessie! What's up, Jessie? Gonna trash Mr. Wilson's car, Jessie?"
Jasper turned around to see Derek, Zach, Arnold and Billy. They were your typical, stuck-up, rebellious teens. Jasper had had enough of their bullying and teasing. They usually picked on Brandt and Ivan because they weren't born in America. As expected, they largely ignored Jasper, and turned to the other boys.
"So Paddy..." said Derek.
"His name is Brandt," said Jasper, turning around.
"Shut up Jess...So Paddy, found any clovers lately? What about you, Red?"
"How about you leave us alone, hmm?" Ivan asked. "All we want is to enjoy our food".
One of the boys grabbed Ivan's lunch and threw it to the ground and smashed his shoe into the neatly clingwrapped sandwiches. Jasper grabbed the boy and hoisted him off the ground as easily as an empty shopping-bag.
"How about you leave my buddies alone, huh?" he asked.
"Hey...shut up, Jess!" the boy said, even though his fear at being picked up by a boy six inches taller than him was clearly showing.
With a sweep of his hands, he grabbed the other three boys by their shirt-collars and hoisted them up until they were level with his face.
"Jesus!" Zach said, "When'd you get this buff, man?"
"I said...leave them alone," Jasper repeated. "Capisci?"
"Uuuh...ah, yeah!" said Billy, "Whatever you say, dude!"
Jasper put them down. The boys started walking away.
"What a jerk!" one of them said. Before they could even scream in shock, Jasper was right behind them. He grabbed them, two in each hand and hoisted them into the air until they were kicking and screaming like babies!
"BEAT IT!" he shouted. And, as if he was pitching for a baseball team, Jasper did one, then two overarm throws. The boys sailed through the air like baseballs, hitting the sandpit of the elementary school next door. They staggered to their feet, spitting sand out of their mouths and brushing it out of their hair.
"Assholes!" Jasper groaned as he went back to Ivan and Brandt, "You guys alright?"
Ivan and Brandt didn't even speak. They stared at Jasper in shock.
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