Someone suddenly stepped right on Jon's outstretched arm. Jon cried out in pain as the foot ground his hand into the tile floor of the school hallway where he currently lay trying to recover the magic die Karyn had lost under a locker. Turning from his work on the die he saw the black and white saddle shoe and argyle sock clad foot belonged to none other then Sarah McMillan. Another of Jon's many enemies thanks to the relationship die. Thanks to the social circle die she like everyone else was now also a nerd and looked it in her paisley blouse, cardigan sweater and plaid skirt.
"What are you doing at my locker, you little bastard!" Sarah screamed as she ground his hand even more under her foot.
"ARGHHH! This isn't your locker, bitch! Get off me right fucking now!" Jon screamed back in reply.
"No! and this isn't my locker, but my locker is six doors down and I don't want you this close to it. I know you're up to something, Jon!" She accused him quite rightly. Jon found he had in fact been dreaming of doing something to her locker and just hadn't had the opportunity yet.
Jon wasn't about to admit that to Sarah though. He hated her. So instead he did the only thing he could do from his horrible position lying on the floor with his hand under her foot. He bit her. Right on the calf.
Sarah of course wasn't prepared for this move and immediately released his hand from beneath her foot as she cried out in pain and surprise. "You little freak!" she yelled and before he could regain his feet walloped him good with her AP Biology book. This sent Jon reeling and he could feel one of his teeth had been knocked out and tasted blood. Then he saw Sarah coming towards him again with her heavy Bio textbook. She looked very angry about him biting her.
Jon needed to do something fast.
