Chapter 20
by 
schooltombstone
3?
3
... 3."
Head too rattled, you're not getting up this time. By the time you do, Tiffany is already sitting cross legged in her corner, grinning like a catalogue model.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up ya fucking runt..."
"Oh, is baby's head sore? Poor wittle baby." You ignore the giggles back on your own side.
Tiffany wins 1 point for pin.
A short recess
