The minute I saw Shannon darting around the P.E. hall, a monstrous swell of protectiveness surged up inside of my body at the sight of her trying to protect herself from being trampled on, and I knew that my problem was bigger than I had realized. I’d had the craziest urge to stalk onto the court and tell her classmates to back the fuck off from her. All last week, I had been behaving like deranged stalker, watching out for her in the halls, and growing increasingly agitated when she didn’t show. I put out feelers in the hopes of squashing any shite that might be going down without my
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