“Stay out of this, Wimp,” he spat. “Or else, you are going to regret it.”
Andrew growled. He knew he ought to act indifferent to insults. It wasn’t easy, though, when you’re being nicknamed as “Wimp” in school.
The cowboy’s face turned crimson with fury. “Or else what?” he snarled at George. “I ain’t afraid of ya. Ya big, ugly bully!” Andrew held his fists in front of him belligerently. “What ya goin’ do?!”
Mark was alarmed. “Andrew, don’t,” he said. “It’s not worth it.”
Andrew wasn’t listening. He was already charging toward George, who merely stood with his arms crossed.