After leaving the classroom, Tyler and Little Jelly Bean sat next to a flower-bed under a big tree.
Little Jelly Bean stared at Tyler with her big black eyes. She pouted her mouth and asked, "Tyler, why are you helping me?"
Tyler took a glance at her arrogantly. Raising his hand, he randomly rubbed her mushroom-like head. "Stupid!"
Little Jelly Bean snorted. "You messed up my hair!"
The little munchkin tidied her hair and said seriously, "Tyler, although I'm very grateful to you for helping me just now, I'll still ignore you if you make me angry again."
"When did I make you angry?"
She was the one who made him angry!
He was so good to her, yet she still followed Jacob, who was from the senior class, around! He was so mad!
Little Jelly Bean stared at him with her big eyes. "You just messed up my hair. That was pissing me off."
Stupid!
Tyler did not bother her anymore. He turned around and went straight into the class, looking full of himself.
Little Jelly Bean was innocent that she did not understand it at all. She touched her head and followed him back to the class.
...
When taking a nap at noon, Little Jelly Bean was sleeping deeply. Faintly, she felt someone pulling her clothes.
Charles, who was sitting behind her seat, seemed to have made an interesting discovery. He pulled the small vest inside Little Jelly Bean's white short-sleeved shirt. He kept pulling the vest, having so much fun.
Little Jelly Bean was awakened by him. With her big eyes widened, she glared at Charles. "Why are you pulling my clothes?!"
"I like to pull it! What's wrong with pulling your clothes?"
Angrily, her face flushed. Monty said that she should not let others pull her clothes, so she used her hand to push Charles away. "No!"
Charles was irritated, and he came up and dragged Little Jelly Bean's clothes. Children could have inherent weaknesses. The more they were not allowed to do something, the more they wanted to do it.
The nap time had just ended. Tyler did not sleep soundly, so he immediately saw Little Jelly Bean fighting with Charles. Quickly, he hurried over to pull them away.
"Charles! What are you doing? Are you a man? How can you bully a girl?!"
"Hmph, Cherie pushed me to the ground first!"
Little Jelly bean pointed at Charles angrily. "You kept pulling my clothes!"
She had obviously warned him not to drag her clothes anymore, but he would not listen!
Upon hearing this, Tyler immediately grabbed Charles’s collar and questioned him, "What did you pull Cherie's clothes?"
"Can't I play with it? It's none of your business!"
It was none of his business? Of course it was his business!
Cherie was his wife...
Tyler punched Charles with a fist!
Charles could not beat Tyler, so he covered his head with both hands. "Tyler, stop! If you hit me, our teacher will hit you! Our teacher said no fights among us!"
"Say it. Will you bully Cherie again?"
"I don't dare anymore! Stop hitting me!"
As soon as Tyler stopped, Charles quickly pushed him away and ran out of the classroom. He went to the office to complain with the teacher!
Pouting her mouth, Little Jelly Bean said, "Oh no, Charles has gone to complain. What if the teacher punishes us?"
"Why? Are you scared?"
Little Jelly Bean frowned and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid?"
Tyler snorted. Of course, he was not afraid. He was not Charles! He was just like his father, who was a brave man and not a coward.
...
After a while, the teacher called Tyler and Little Jelly Bean out.
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