>Always try to do the right thing and help those in need like my favorite heroes, to the point it becomes a joke among my classmates.
>Best friend is a wannabe hustler.
>Chocolate sticks are HUGE, everyone loves them.
>Kids pretent they're cigarettes and "smoke" them.
>Group of four or five kids corner my friend one day, accuse him to stealing their smokes.
>He says he didn't do it, asks for my help.
>I give a vote of confidence and back him up.
>Guys decide to beat us up.
>Spend at about 10 minutes just running around this massive playground with little adult supervision where we had our recess.
>Get some punches and kicks in, but mostly get out asses beaten.
>A teacher finally shows up.
>We all get a nasty schooling for our actions.
>Later at class.
>Sit next to the hustler kid, ask him why the dudes were so certain he stole the smokes.
>He opens his bag.
>He really did take them.
>Eats them all, doesn't even offer me one.
>"Thanks for the help, hero", he says with a chocolate-smeared smirk.
That day our rivalry was born.
