I was up all night, worried about Quigley. He seemed to be a bit happy, though. Like he had a plan.
The next morning, he was wearing my clothes.
"Why are you wearing my clothes?" I asked.
"Well, we both look alike," he said. "If I wear your clothes, people will think I'm you, and if you wear my clothes, people will think you're me."
"What's the point of this?" I asked, putting on his clothes.
He grinned. "If the bully thinks you're me, then I will supposedly stand up to him and teach him a lesson."
"I don't like where this is going," I said, inserting a contact lens into my eye.
But it worked.
At lunch, he came over and tried to bang Quigley's-I mean my-head on the table.
But I sprung up and grabbed his hand, stomped on his foot, and tripped him over a loose banana split.
He stared up at me in surprise, as did plenty of other people. "So now what?" I said. "You thought you could pick on me. Well what if I'm stronger than you? Huh?"
I clobbered him upside the head until he screamed for mercy. He had a bloody nose somehow and his head-side was a bit bruised.
"Are you going to pick on me anymore?" I asked. "ARE YOU?"
"No!" he whimpered in fear. "Now go to your table and leave everybody alone," I ordered.
He scrambled to his feet and ran off to his table.
"Jesus, Duncan! I mean, Quigley," Klaus said. "Did you have to beat him up in the cafeteria, of all places?"
I hadn't really thought of that. But at least I'd gotten him off Quigley's back.
The next day, on the way to class, he didn't even look at Quigley. When he did, his eyes were as big as saucers.
Violet's supposed "love" for him grew every day. I mean, he's the youngest brother, and he's already been through a lot. But it still kind of made me mad when I thought about it.
Then I thought of what happened a while back here at school.
Izzy and I used to bully them, along with Nick Parsons and Erica Walker, two of which are now at a different school. My love for Violet stopped the bullying.
One day, as I was walking back to the dorm, Andrew and Brownley weren't there. I looked in our room, and I was surprised at what I saw.
Quigley and Violet were sitting on his bed, talking about what pranks to pull on Gory.
"Having a good time?" I joked.
They looked up at me. "Oh, hi Duncan," said Violet. "We're planning to give Gory hell. Want to join us?"
"I think I've had enough violence for today," I said. I was shocked to hear about Quigley seeking revenge on a bully. He's the peaceful one in our family.