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William didn't even know why he had done it, and immediately felt remorse as it went into her eyes. he hadn't even aimed for her face, but as it goes he was an awful aim and there it was. "I'm-" he got out before he was tackled to the ground, his face being pushed into the dirt. He struggled, his face grinding into the dirt more. He immediately remembered something Kazi had said to him in his office and instantly felt defeated. He closed his eyes so no dirt would get in them, hoping he could get out soon.
As with all fights, he got a burst of energy and lifted his head as best as he could. "Oi! I didn't mean to hit your face! I was aiming-" the rest was muffled as she succeeded, his face falling flat against the dirt, his mouth filling with the brown dirt. He coughed, forcing himself up. " Aiming for your robes! I'm sorry alright!" He screamed out like a girl, his voice gravelly. His eyes filled up with tears when he felt a small rock scratch his face. He struggled more, trying in vain to get her off of him.
She held him firm as he struggled. She was stronger than him and she was used to holding down squirming boys from having to show her brothers who the queen bee in the Greenwood hive was. She heard him trying to speak but she wasn't letting him up.
"You like picking on girls do you!" She screamed as she held him down harder. This would be the last time he messed with Paris Greenwood, she would make sure of that.
He got a burst of energy and succeeded in lifting himself up off the ground high enough so he could speak.
"You shouldn't have thrown it in the first place," She told him shoving his head back down into the dirt. She was about to twist his arm behind his back and make him squeal like a little girl in a polka dot dress when he lifted up one last time and apologized. She let up on him enough so that he could lift his head out of the dirt and then she saw the cut on his face and then the tears. Well that just took the wind out of her sails and she climbed off of him. She didn't think he would cry like a little girl.
"Oh geez William you throw dirt in my face and then you cry?" She asked kneeling beside him and pulling a Kleenex out of her purse and dabbing on his face.