[center][color=DodgerBlue][h2]Tobit Broflovski[/h2][/color][/center]

"And what're you looking at?" Snapped Toby at the Croatian boy, seemingly rather flustered. He stepped back, feeling extremely out of place in this crowd of people easily two feet taller than he was. He knew he needed to calm the f down before he wound up suspended on his first day at this school, but it was hard when he felt this cornered. He took a deep breath, stepping back away from the two boys. He had no intention of starting a fight to begin with, but the situation seemed to be escalating. He looked pleadingly to the freckled boy, as if to say 'bail me out of this' 

He continued to take slow steps back, as if backing away from an aggravated predator. He wouldn't let himself show that he was intimidated, but he really wanted to let this drop. Nothing had really happened anyway. If he'd just said 'sorry' instead of snapping, this already would have been over. His limp seemed to have gotten worse since he'd stumbled, an intense aching sensation running through his bad leg. The duct tape on his shoes was starting to peel off, threatening to trip him up as he took one final step back, leaving a few feet between himself and the boys. "Nothing to see here. Move along, why don't ya?"