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I looked around trying to find something.
Luckily, a professor is walking in this direction. Thank goodness. If I could get his attention then I could get Zeke and his dumb friends to stop.
"Professor!" I called him.
His head perked up when I called to him and he came my way.
"Shoot a teacher's coming," I then heard one of the boys yell. They stopped picking on the boy and immediately scurried away like cockroaches.
"Yes, how may I help you?" the professor asked once he reached me. I looked at him and asked a random question and he answered before leaving me. I then turned to look at the boy who sat in the dusting himself off. I then went towards him.
"You okay?" I asked him.
He looked up at me surprised to see me but took my hand.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked him once he was upright. I recognized the boy we were in the same grade but in different classes.
"Albert," he said.
"I'm Anth—" I was about to introduce myself.
