Chapter Twenty-five – First Fight.
My face turned sour. It wasn’t even called Sitcom, mom’s new company. It was called SimpCom. And how did she know?
“My mom’s position has nothing to do with your treatment to that boy. And why, are you feeling bullied?” I looked her straight in the eye.
“You are a lousy piece of sh…”
“You're the lousy piece of s**t for bullying a kid to get you ice cream when you can be nice to your classmate and they’d throw a free one your way” I interjected immediately.
She rose up to slap me but one of her friends rushed into the class and held it in place. What was that?
“Let me go” she screamed at her but her friend pushed her back. The whole class went “Ahh”.
“First, your elder brother physically abused me. I endured it cos it was your brother. Now, yo
