After class, I caught up with Andrew, Freddie, and Xander once I changed into my uniform and gear. The boys were talking about boy’s stuff while I just accompanied them to the field. I stopped walking when I overheard a girl in distress, I looked around and found them arguing in front of the bleachers. She was motioning for him to leave her alone and when she tried to walk away from him, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her back to him. He struck her through the face with a flat hand.
My gasp brought the boys to a stop and made them look at me. “What’s wrong?” Xander asked walking over to where I was standing. “He struck her.” I said pointing to the guy and girl quarreling where the guy struck her again. “He did it again.” Everyone looked where I was pointing at. “He, what?” Fre
