It was the most positive attention he'd gotten from his peers in his life. He felt like a legend.
Other kids saw his fight with Hawk. They'd seen him deliver the epic kick that sent Hawk flying into the trophy case.
And they thought it was awesome.
Demetri would be lying if he didn't admit he liked the pats on the shoulder he got in the hallways, the nods of respect from other guys who thought he was badass.
But then Eli would pass him, that furious look on his face, and all Demetri wanted to say was sorry again.
