"Hey Jeff, hows the whether up there?" Scott, the second grade class bully asked as he pushed Jeff down. Jeff's eyes began to water and he tried his best not to cry. "You're so tall! It's weird! You're weird!" He teased.
"No I'm not!" Eight year old Jeff protested.
"You're like a giraffe! Jeffrey the giraffe!"
"I'm not a giraffe!" Jeff whined.
"I bet you hit your head on the moon at night!" Scoot said as he cornered the blond.
"I don't!"
"You're a freak! Freak boy! Why are you so weird? You aren't like the other boys in the class! You're tall like a girl! Are you a girl Jeff? You're so weird! No one likes you 'cause you're so weird."
Jeff began crying and in an instant Scott was on the ground. Nick had come running at the sound of Jeff crying and pushed the bully down. "Stop making fun of Jeffy! He's perfect! You're the one who no one likes!"
Scott put his hand on his face and noticed his lip was bleeding slightly and began bawling. Nick ignored the bully and knelt by Jeff's side. "Are you okay Jeffy?"
Jeff quit crying and smiled weakly at Nick. "Thanks for saving me Nicky."
Nick pulled Jeff into a tight hug and smiled. "Sorry I wasn't here to protect you sooner Jeffy, I was in the nurses with Blaine. He ate a crayon…."
"It's okay, you're here now."