Fight (but he’s not strong)

“Get out of this room right now!” Libby shouted as she pointed to the door. “I think it’s locked.” A deep voice came from the door as Lucas flipped the latch. Lucas stood there still not as tall as Aaron but imposing no the less. The African American teen was the tallest of the group and normally the quietist but he always had a crush on Libby. James giggled and turned back to Libby. Now with a giddy smile he reached down and groped her left tit. His fingers sunk into her flesh as his thumb hooked her low collar. His a swift tug her breast bounced free and the fabric of her uniform tore under the pressure. Almost in sync she threw her hand at his face. As her hand met his jaw she felt a hand grasp her throat.

Almost with no fear Aaron dove at the capital of the football team. Using his size he tackled him to the floor and began his **** as he rained down with as manny punches as he could. The rest of the group just stood and watched as james lay there unable to do a thing. Then the sudden realisation of the situation hit them and they grabbed him. By now Lucas had split, and there was only will and Carl there to defend James. With as much **** as they could muster Carl and Will pulled Aaron back allowing James to get to his feet. “You're dead!” James screamed as he wiped blood from his nose and stretched his jaw.