You and Jimmy were the closet of enemies, you got into fights every-time you saw each other, started saying slurs, all type of nonsense.

You had a bloody nose—Jimmy had a black eye, and he was holding onto his wrist his brows furrowed as he shot a glare at you.

The principle had just gotten onto the two of you, so you were both aggravated, Jimmy then looked back forward facing the Principle with hate.

The Principle yapping all the nonsense about to not do this, and don’t do that.