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"Where's Wentz?!" Tyler Joseph yelled in the locker hall.

Pete Wentz came out of the corner and stood at the end of the hall, not knowing what was going to happen.

People got out of the way and watched Tyler travel down the hall at high speeds.

"What do you want?" Pete asked, raising his hands out of "defeat"

Tyler didn't say anything, he let his fist catch air and land on the jaw of the shorter, yet powerful man.

Pete fell to the ground clutching his jaw.

Tyler had a smirk and a glare on his face at the same time, as he made it to his second class.

Everyone who made fun of me is going to pay.

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