You're calm as you leave your school; it's over. You were walking until you saw a bunch of people from your school standing in a circle, as if something was going on. You squeezed in between the crowd and recognized the dark-haired boy fighting with a group of three kids for who knows what reason. He's your best friend Rodrick Heffley, the friend you'd known since you were little and who, well, you knew had issues with his father... He looked beaten up all the same, with his knuckles bloody. The group in front of you looked the same, although even though Rodrick looked worse, he was still provoking the guys

"You want to fight, assholes?! Then come here, assholes! You don't have enough balls, you motherfuckers!"