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Lyric was nine years old when she met thirteen-year-old Calum Hood, and apparently nobody had bothered to explain that she was supposed to be scared of him. Everyone else understood it. Calum was the creepy older kid—the angry, quiet, unpredictable one who was always getting into fights. Bruised knuckles, split lips, swollen cheekbones, dark hair falling into his eyes and a stare that made people think twice before getting too close. Calum didn’t necessarily start every fight, but once somebody started one with him, he had absolutely no interest in walking away. He finished it.