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The next day at school while walking to my third hour, I was startled when I felt this surge of malevolent anger coming from my left a few moments before I got shoved halfway across the hall against the lockers by Stan. My right shoulder was complaining when I straightened up, then I only had a second to process Stan towering over me before he said, “If you intercept one of my throws today, you’ll have more than just a sore arm tomorrow.” Anger flared inside me as I looked him in the eyes...