Well, this could go horribly wrong.
Instead of getting on the bus like normal, you head around behind the school, to a field normally only used by students to smoke weed. You don't smell any on the walk over, so you assume Davis chased them away.
You enter the field, and see the only person there is Davis, leaning confidently against the wall. "You decided to come, huh? Normally, guys like you pussy out and run home." You decide to not let him know you considered doing that.
"Just shut up so we can get this over with," you reply, crossing your arms.
"That's fine by me." He stands up, and walks over to you, fists clenched. You've never had a fight before, so you have no idea how to hold your hands or anything, so you end up having them in fists and held in front of your chest.
Almost before you can blink, Davis is on you. He punches you in the gut, and you double over in pain. He kicks you back, and you nearly fall over but manage to retain your balance.
You swing back at him, but he dodges one punch and blocks the other. He punches you again, and you nearly fall over, but manage to fight the pain and stand up again.
As you sluggishly moves to punch you again, he pushes you, and you collapse to the ground. He kicks you several times, and you groan in pain.
"Alright, alright!" you yell, lying on the ground. "I give!"
"Not good enough, bitch," he replies, moving out of your view. "And don't stand up or I'll gutpunch you again!"
You stay on the ground for a moment, and suddenly Davis is looming over you. He's moved so he's behind your head.
He grins wickedly, and then puts his shoe on your face. "Lick my shoes!"
"Eww, no!" you say in protest, but then he moves that same foot to kick you in the shoulder before putting it back.
"I said lick it!"
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