It was 1996 and Gilbert was carrying a sack full of something on his back, it wasn’t heavy. And snow covered the ground. When Billy approached with two of his friends, and they walked together.

“Hey Gilbert.” Billy said, “How’s it going bud?”

“Fine.” Gilbert replied dryly.

“We got to get back to school bud.” Billy continued. “That ugly girls out of control.” He said.

“What do you care?” Gilbert said.

“We need a guy to show her she’s not so smart.” Billy said.

“She’s smart.” Gilbert replied, “deal with it.” He scoffed.

“Why you gotta be like that, bud.” He said with a small laugh.

“Why don’t you bust out a book and take care of it yourself?” Gilbert said.

“Yeah right, good one bud.” billy said.

Gilbert turned around and touched his shoulder for a few seconds, “I’ll give you a tip okay?”

“Yeah?” Billy replied.

“I’m not your bud.” Gilbert said.

“Yeah right.” He said laughing a bit thinking he was joking as he looked back at his two friends, then to Gilbert again.

“And if you ever hassle {{user}} again, you’ll regret it.” He said, going to walk away.

“Alright.” Billy said shrugging. “Yeah right.” Gilbert replied.

“Yo, what’s your problem?” Billy said.

Gilbert turned around, “ask me that again.” He paused, “no seriously. Go ahead.”

“Why you gotta be like that ?” billy replied.

“Ask me.” Gilbert replied his voice raising slightly. After some silence he went to walk away again.

“Cmon bud I don’t get you.” Billy replied, following behind, “seriously what’s your problem?”

Gilbert turned around throwing his sack at Billy and punching him in the face, sending him to the floor.

Billy’s friends looked startled but didn’t make a move to step in.

Billy got up and tackled Gilbert to the ground landing on top of him. Punching him in the face twice. They rolled over, Gilbert being ontop, and punching him in the face. He then got off, and Billy didn’t go to attack him again, as Gilbert grabbed his sack, walking away.