A

Clinton yelled. "Both

m along with

ms and soccer are two different things, you can't be trying to kill yourselves whil

ch." We

he looks like he could kill and I don't miss any occasion to sta

ittle cut of nothing, who cares? I got what I wanted, since t

her love for himself and later killed her! As it was not enough he stole father from us, Christopher here, Christ

o reap his head off, hit him till he can't breath, because of him I'm grow

t about it the mo

just scored an ugly goal, and everyone

p it up!" Coach

glory for himself. I glared at him, as he high five Brian, I'm n

soon enough everyone wa

it hit the idiot right in the stomach knocking him down, I smiled in satisfa

didn't see you."

to him giving him a napkin to clean the blood

a cry baby, can't take a little hit." I c

enty push ups, no

from the corner of my eyes I saw j

coach had to council it because of th

Nathan's locker he stood putting on some comfortable T-shirt,

and frowned, "ha ha keep laughing, soon you'll

!" I cal

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ting! In each anniversary we are asked to play a song for the mighty crowd, the four sons of Daniel Jackson on stage, is all over the news, as boys from a good family we ha

is horrible, where is your team spirit? Argh!"

e are playing in rhythm, but

get the perfect rhythm! Instead of shoving the fault on

eat that again?" I sto

e my strong urge to punch him, I swallowed my anger and walk back to my seat, but

concentrating in the song, instead I was figuring out whe

his phone, "excuse me boys I need to pick this, y

t was that?" I towered over him, he also stood

Are. So. Dumb. Even to play some common instru

the gut, he retaliated

fight, I watch as he grabbed his

aid smirking, Nathan was equally smirk

break free but Jack was just too strong, it must hurt like hell but wh

u're so intelligent you'll do our pile of home

l laying flat on the floor

and we'll make it feel l

on, totally ignoring his gru

problem ending the chapters