I decided I wouldn't take it anymore. Laying in the hospital bed, bloody, bruised, and broken, I knew I couldn't let people take advantage of me anymore - I wouldn't end up here again. The easy thing to do was run, get my parents to send me to a different school, but while there was the no bullying rule in place, I didn't want that to be the only thing stopping me from getting hurt again, I had to do something to protect myself, and so it was born - my own fight club, the beginnings of the Dalton Academy Fight Club.
Art Request: a beaten up 14 yr old Blaine in a hospital bed please
