003 WHAT SHOULD I CHOOSE?
Dan sat on the cracked concrete by the basketball court, the phone warm in his hand. He'd been mining Miss Poney, the morning teachers, anyone he could think of until the counter reached thirty-eight coins and change.
"What do I even do with these coins"? he wondered, scrolling through the DemCoin nus.
There was no shop, no wallet transfer, no way to spend the balance. The coins were just figures ticking up and nothing to show for them.
"Damnit. This is a worthless app," he muttered, pocketing the phone.
A hard thud on his shoulder made him jump. A basketball had rebounded off his arm and skittered away.
"Hey! Watch it!" Dan snapped, standing.
A group of boys sauntered over, their smirks in place.
Thas Jackson pushed through them first, that sa arrogant grin on his face. "Look who it is—the class trash. Dan Dark."
Laughter rolled around the court.
Dan said nothing.
It wasn't the first ti. He knew the routine: insult, shove, spectacle. The result would always be the sa- he would be beaten by these boys for no apparent reason at all and he had no avenue to complain about the bullying.
Thas shoved his chin up and grabbed Dan's collar with a practiced, theatrical disgust.
"Kneel," he said loudly. "Apologize to my ball."
"Hahaha
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