On thin ice

Sam's POV:
I stepped off of the bus. I looked around me. I didn't see any of the Preps, so Andy and I made a run for it. We almost got to class before I felt something grab my hair and yank me back. "Well well well! Where do you think you're going fag?" A deep voice came from behind me. Shit. I knew that voice instantly. "Well, Thor, I'm going to class. If you wouldn't mind letting go of my hair. Pulling hair is for three year old girls, you know." I heard Thor growl with anger. Then I felt the familiar punch to the kidneys. I stumbled to the ground, trying not to show pain. I turned around to see Thor, with the Preps behind him. I saw Rosie behind one of them. She gave me a worried look for a second, then went back to looking like she didn't care. I glared back at Thor. He smirked at me and kicked me in the gut. I grabbed his leg, and brought him down to the ground. "There! Now it's a fair fight!" I growled. I lunged at him, getting a few punches into his face before he finally punched me in the jugular, causing me to gasp and fall to the floor. He got up, and started kicking me. "Take that faggot!" He yelled. I could her the Preps laughing. When he finally stopped, I was barley conscious. "Have this be a lesson for the rest of you faggots! You are little worms that don't deserve to live!" He roared. I coughed and spat blood onto his shoe. I looked up to see Andy and the rest of my friends standing there in horror. "Don't listen to him." I gasped weakly. I have to be strong for them. "We are living, breathing human beings, just like everyone else. Just because someone dresses differently, does not make them any less of of a human, it just makes them unique and special. Never give in! Never back down!" I yelled with the last bit of strength I had. My words didn't make Thor happy. "DIE FAGGOT!!!" He roared, kicking me in the head. My vision started to turn black. The last thing I heard was the battle cries of my friends, before everything disappeared into the darkness.

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