I glared at Jason. No one tackles me. I was not one for failing at fighting. If there was one thing good about me, it was fighting. The only thing I was awesome at. I grab his legs and fling him over me. He land son the ground and I hold my burning hands out, in a threatening way.
"Nicky why? Why are you doing this?" He asks. I pause.
"Because all of you hate me ever since I got here. I know I'm dumb. But you don't have to look at me like I'm dirt. Dirt has feelings too you know. And you think I'm annoying. That's ok. I am annoying. But you make sure if one of us were to die first, it would be me. I know I barely know you guys and I don't have a clue what's going on, but you wanted my help. So I agreed. But I didn't Expect this. If I did, I wouldn't be here."I say. Oscar growls. The fire around us began to grow bigger and bigger the more I got angry.