Practicing to be a FReeper early, huh?
LOL!
He pulled one of my braids once too often. He had been warned (by me) not to do it again. He did it. I yanked him out of his seat by his shirt front, which tore from the collar to the hem, and gave him a good right fist to his nose.
It was SOOOO satisfying! The principal was trying very hard not to laugh while I was in his office, but it was a losing battle as I related my story. My mother's comment was, "Good for her!"
The after-effects lasted well into high school...the gyus didn't want to date me, for some reason...:o]