At mine it was the transformer building after school. I preferred to kick ass on the front lawn, though, in the morning right after the buses dropped us off and before they opened the doors. That way my ex-antagonizer had to spend the whole day with his own blood covering his shirt, or better yet everyone watching his eye turn black. Yeah, I remember when some bully dissed my sister. That fat fucker never believed he'd get his nose broke by a kid 1/2 his size, and neither did his "gang". They left us all alone after that.
