Chapter 2-015

I didn't even bother checking around forother candidates—I had her off of him in two seconds flat. Bryce ran away theminute he was free, but not Shelly. Oh, no-no-no! She came at me, scratchingand pulling and twisting anything she could get her hands on, telling me thatBryce was hers and there was no way she was letting him go. How delicate. I was hoping for herds of teachers to appearso they could see the real Shelly Stalls in action, but it was too late by thetime anyone arrived on the scene. I had Fluffy in a headlockand her arm twisted back in a hammerlock,and no amount of her squawking or scratching was going to get me to unlock heruntil a teacher arrived. In the end, Shelly went home early with a bad case of mussed-up hair, while I told my side of things to theprincipal. Mrs. Shultz is a sturdy lady whoprobably secretly appreciates the value of a swift kick well placed, andalthough she told me that it would be better if I let other people work outtheir own dilemmas, she definitely understood about Shelly Stalls and her hairand told me she was glad I'd had the self-control to do nothing more than restrain her.