As I was nearing the hideout, I noticed a blue mustang following me. And as my instincts tell me that blue mustang belongs to Drew. I was correct. Three boys popped out behind that plastic and metal coverage of theirs. "Hey loser, where you heading?" I could recognize that voice from a mile away. I turned and faced him. I will tell you, he sure is ugly. "What do you want?" I crossed my arms and gave him the eyebrow look. He did the same back. Obviously he wanted a fight. "You know why I'm here." "Don't we all?" He then looked at two boys and then me. I knew I was a goner. The two boys he looked at grabbed me. One on each side. Making it hard for me to move. I was frozen in terror as I remember the hard punch Drew gave me to the cheek. I fell to the ground... Everything was black and dizzy, then I went black.
