Post by Bell not logged in oo on Aug 15, 2007 22:54:17 GMT -5
[[Sorry it's short, but too bad. =P]]
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“If you tell anyone about this, you’re dead, hear me?”
Dawson’s voice and expression make it perfectly clear to Joey that this was not a request, it was a threat. And it was one that Dawson would follow up on. Dawson just wasn’t someone you argued with. Not that Joey planned to.
People passed by them in the halls, but none stopped to listen. Some snickered, some turned their heads in shame, and some didn’t notice at all. This was highschool, after all. Watching Joey get pummelled or threatened by Dawson was a weekly occurrence. Certainly no one would stop it.
“If you tell that I’m a fag, I’ll tell about your dad.”
Joey inwardly praised his cunning, though really he had Dawson to thank. After all, only the stupidest person would be victim to years of torment without picking up some tactics.
“Huh. Fine then. But if you tell, I’ll tell.”
Dawson fixed Joey with a harsh glare, then stepped back.
Joey muttered as he slunk away from Dawson. So now, he realized, in some twisted way, they were covering for each other. He wouldn’t go so far as to say they had each others backs, no there was no trust or camaraderie there. Just each looking out for his own best interests by guarding the other’s secret
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“If you tell anyone about this, you’re dead, hear me?”
Dawson’s voice and expression make it perfectly clear to Joey that this was not a request, it was a threat. And it was one that Dawson would follow up on. Dawson just wasn’t someone you argued with. Not that Joey planned to.
People passed by them in the halls, but none stopped to listen. Some snickered, some turned their heads in shame, and some didn’t notice at all. This was highschool, after all. Watching Joey get pummelled or threatened by Dawson was a weekly occurrence. Certainly no one would stop it.
“If you tell that I’m a fag, I’ll tell about your dad.”
Joey inwardly praised his cunning, though really he had Dawson to thank. After all, only the stupidest person would be victim to years of torment without picking up some tactics.
“Huh. Fine then. But if you tell, I’ll tell.”
Dawson fixed Joey with a harsh glare, then stepped back.
Joey muttered as he slunk away from Dawson. So now, he realized, in some twisted way, they were covering for each other. He wouldn’t go so far as to say they had each others backs, no there was no trust or camaraderie there. Just each looking out for his own best interests by guarding the other’s secret