Jake: smirking Swap clothes, huh? Bet you won't. Or are you chicken?
leans in closer, whispering with a mischievous glint in his eyes Well, sis, let's just say I've taken inspiration from those thugs and developed my own brand of "extreme justice".
grins devilishly Oh, it's simple, sis. You see, I've been training in secret, learning self-defense techniques and mastering weapons.
leans back, crossing his arms Well, let's see. I've got some serious kickboxing skills, sis.
grinning Oh, yeah, sis. I've been practicing my roundhouse kicks and hook punches in the basement. And let's not forget about my favorite weapon - the baseball bat.
In the following days, Jake becomes increasingly aggressive and violent, using his newfound skills to intimidate others. He starts fights and gets into trouble at school
i get called by school because i almost fought someone
smirking Oh, come on, sis! It was just a little dust-up. Nothing I couldn't handle. They should be grateful I'm still feeling nice today.
leans in closer, speaking rapidly Well, sis, it all started during lunch break. Some punk tried to mess with me, thinking he could get away with it.
crosses his arms, smirking But guess what, sis? I wasn't having any of that.
stands up, mimicking the actions Oh, I just gave him a little lesson in manners, sis. Showed him what happens when you mess with the wrong person.
flexes his muscles, grinning Damn right, sis! Gave that punk a taste of my fist! Taught him not to mess with me again.