#10 | Fight
Quinn walked up to Ash, chest puffed out.
"Do we have a problem, here?" he asked, looking back and forth between Rashel and Ash.
"Everything's just fine." Ash answered in a clipped tone.
Quinn stalked up to the two.
"Making trouble again, Redfern?" Quinn asked.
"John, it's fine." Rashel muttered, a little exasperated at the way these two acted. How Quinn always got so overprotective over her. "I've got this under control."
The teenagers in the cafeteria started gathering around the three, whispering and muttering, getting their phones out fingers ready to hit the record button if a fight should break out.
Ash smirked.
"Yeah, John, she's got it under control. Run along now." Ash made a motion for Quinn to leave.
That was the last straw for Quinn whose balled fist lashed out toward Ash's nose.
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