Snippet #2627558

Even after zipping up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder, Sam lingered, watching expressionlessly. A boy had slipped closer to the scene - probably half the weight of the biggest guy of the group harassing River. The boy looked familiar, but Sam didn't look closely enough to bother trying to recognize him.

He shut the locker door and leaned against it to watch the scene, looking like he could use some popcorn. It was only a couple of minutes before the boy who had moved past was sent running in the direction he had come. Sam's dark eyes followed after him - then shifted for the next runner in line, the much larger boy.

With a lazy couple of strides from the lockers, Sam stuck his foot out just enough to catch the stranger's, dropping him to the floor. "Oops." There was zero concern in his tone, and it came in little more than a murmur. He only took a single, casual step back before the other boy had scrambled back to his feet, grabbing Sam by the collar of his shirt and pushing forward to shove him against the lockers - to which Sam made no effort to flee or retaliate. His newfound captor was much taller and larger than him.

Yet, a small smile crept across his lips as he stared up into said captor's face.
"What the fuck was that, you little shit?" But Sam made no reply, only smiling like there was something he found funny about being pinned to the lockers.