her off of him in two
seconds flat。 Bryce ran away the minute he was free； but not
Shelly。 Oh； no…no…no！ She came at me； scratching and pulling and twisting anything she
could get her hands on； telling me that Bryce was hers and
there was no way she was letting him go。
How delicate。
I was hoping for herds of teachers to appear so they could see the real Shelly Stalls in action；
but it was too late by the time anyone arrived on the
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scene。 I had Fluffy in a headlock and her arm twisted back in a hammerlock； and no amount
of her squawking or scratching was going to get me to
un lock her until a teacher arrived。
In the end； Shelly went home early with a bad case of mussed…up hair； while I told my side of
things to the principal。 Mrs。 Shultz is a sturdy lady
who probably secretly appreciates the value of a swift kick well placed； and although she told
me that it would be better if I let other people work out
their own dilemmas； she definitely understood about Shelly Stalls and her hair and told me
she was glad I'd had the self…control to do nothing more
than restrain her。
Shelly was back the next day with a head full of braids。 And of course she got everybody
whispering about me； but I just ignored them。 The facts
spoke for themselves。 Bryce didn't go anywhere near her for the rest of the year。
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