Name Calling
"Jerk!"
"Dork!"
"Idiot!"
"Oversensitive!"
Tucker and Sam scowled at each other in the halls of Casper High, engaged in a name calling showdown. It had started when Tucker had dropped his PDA and Sam stepped on it. His angry wails plus Sam's competitive nature normally equalled someone getting hurt.
"Insensitive!"
"Geek!"
"Freak!"
"Dateless loser!"
Tucker gasped. Sam crossed her arms with a victory smirk. Narrowing his eyes, Tucker sealed his fate.
"Samantha Sammy-kins." The world went black.
Mr. Lancer carried a limp Tucker to the nurse's office, Sam trailing behind. "You knocked Mr. Foley unconscious with...your boot?"
Sam pouted. "He called me Samantha, and the only people allowed to call me that are my parents and you. So when Tucker called me Samantha, I lost it and kicked him with my boot. He would've been fine if he hadn't tripped and whacked his head on the locker door."
Mr. Lancer couldn't help but feel honoured Sam had allowed him to call her by her full name.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lancer. Tucker will wake up, that nasty bump will go away, and the black eye and he'll apologize, I'll forgive him, and we'll be best friends again."
Mr. Lancer shook his head at the gothic girl as the nurse placed poor Tucker on the cot. "And this happened because of...name calling?"
Sam nodded toward the still Tucker. "Don't underestimate the power of name calling. It can get...deadly."