“You should leave Colby alone,” I said.
“What are you going to do if I don’t?” he taunted.
“It’s not going to be good for you.”
“What? Are you going to tell on me?”
“No, I don’t think I will.” I couldn’t imagine any of the teachers listening to me anyway. They never did. I might get in trouble for it, but at least Kellen would get what he deserved. I couldn’t be sure it would happen otherwise. I curled my hand into a fist. I was ready to punch Kellen in the face if I needed to. That usually resolved issues just fine for me.
“But I will,” Jessilyn said. She stepped forward and put her hand on my arm, and I uncurled my fist. They would listen to me if she backed up whatever I said.
She looked up at me. “It’s not worth it. You’ll just end up getting in trouble.”
I blinked. I’d never had a girl stand beside me like that before.
“You’d better leave him alone, Kellen,” she said.
I reached down and helped Colby up. I gave Kellen a threatening glare. The guy knew I could take him. I’d gotten in a fight with him before, and I’d pinned him down easily.
Kellen glared back at me but didn’t make an attempt to throw any punches.
“Let’s go, Bennett.” She tugged on my hand. I allowed her to lead me away from them. “Come on, Colby.”
The scrawny kid followed us. I looked back. Kellen stayed back where he was with his punk friends.
“We’re going to report this to the office,” Jessilyn said.
“I don’t think it’ll make a difference,” Colby said, pushing up his glasses. “Those guys trash my lunch every other day. Telling on them will only make it worse.”
“Have you ever told on them?” Jessilyn asked.
“Well, no,” Colby admitted.
“Then you don’t know if it will get better until you try. Not telling on them hasn’t seemed to work out well for you, has it?”
She did have a point. I stared at her in amazement as she led the way to the office, her head held high and confident.
Who was this girl?