Alex, the school bully

Jacob thought he was in the clear once he’d reached the sewing room. How wrong he was.

“Hey.” Alex greeted Jacob as he walked into the room, the corners of his lips slightly upturned into a devious smirk. Jacob was apprehensive- despite generally not liking Alex on grounds of being a complete dick, the sewing room isn’t typically where one would expect to see him.

“Hi.” Jacob nodded back, trying to get to the fabric cabinet as quickly as possible, making sure not to turn his backside into Alex’s point of view.

For being generally quiet and keeping to himself, Jacob had the rare honor of not being bothered by Alex at all yet. But that was all about to change.