Nate got up and walked to the pencil sharpener, anyone would have seen he was drawing with a pen. With the ball tossed and the attention of the class gone he slipped out of the room. Walking down the hallway, chasing down the son of a bitch-jock, who just seemed to have it out for him since he arrived at the school.<br/><br/>"Hey Meat head jock! Turn the hell around!!"<br/><br/>Stepping up to him, he looked at him with a mean glare.<br/><br/>"Back the fuck off man, your pissing me off...I am not here to start trouble but you keep instigating...and causing trouble...back the fuck off!"<br/><br/>Nathan was never a confrontational type, he never wanted to cause problems for his mom or himself. But he was not about to let this guy torment him and talk down to him all year. He started to back away, not turning his back, watching his movements in the event he tried to attack.<br/><br/>"Leave me the fuck alone..."