Crud

Thing were not going as Thomas expected. An hour locked in a locker then an hour in the nurses office had made him a little angry. He was the prime target for the football teams. If they had a girls flag football team, they would be picking on him. He made not of that and described to stay away from the girl’s field hockey team.

He made it to the cafeteria and got his tray and headed for a table away from where the jocks and poplar kids had been sitting.