"You're right, I do!" you chirp. You figure if you're gonna die may as well go out with a bang and mess with him a little.
Justin gaped at you in disbelief, and laughed. "What the fuck? That's so creepy, you freak."
Silence. So. He wasn't going to lash out and kill you right there?
"Yeah, I guess so. What're you gonna do about it?" you ask.
Justin seemed to be having a hard time thinking. "What am I....what..." He said, looking at you.
Justin suddenly grinned, and snuck away with you into the part of the locker room meant for the older kids. They were on a field trip, so they weren't here. "I'm actually curious, It's not every day you find some little wimp shruken down like this. Haha, when I called you pea-sized a few days ago, I didn't mean this!" he laughed.
Curious. He was curious? About what?
"What do you mean....curious?" you ask.
Justin set you down on a bench and sat facing you.
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