Drake: get away from me before I use my knife to slice off your arms then hang you from a tree and watch you die
Jasmine: -smiles at what drake said- -thought: that kid has problems but it's cute! And weird idk- -skips away sits in desk-
(you couldn't have dodged because Drake is trained in this stuff and much stronger -.-) Drake: *knees him in the balls
Drake: *growls at Kat* get out of my way before I kill you like I'm about to kill this son of a bitch (take into consideration...he's 5)
(It's fifth grade! We are 9/10) Kat: I'm... Fine.. -walks away holding cheek where a bruise appears- Gus: -walking with Kat-
Jasmine: -walks to drake- you know what everyone has problems, just because yours may be worse or you just crazy, you don't have to hit people -glares a drake-