Chapter 3: Fight!

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Content Warning: Fight
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As Tubbo and I walk away from the exam building with the other teenagers, I glance at my phone. My mum has been spamming me with texts.

Mum

Good luck at your exams

I know you'll do great

Make sure you're having fun

Did you finish yet

How'd you do

Did you make any new friends

I groan, ignoring all the messages. I'll just tell her about it when I get home. Tubbo notices the phone in my hand and his face lights up.

"Can I have your number so we can text?" Tubbo asks.

"Sure." I hand him my phone and he puts in his number and takes a cringey selfie to put as the picture. I laugh with him as he hands me back my phone. I pocket it, not paying attention to where I'm going, making it no surprise when I bump into someone. I accidentally knock the person down.

I look down at the figure who is now lying on the ground. It's a boy with neat brown hair, large white sunglasses askew from the fall. He's pretty small- not as short as Tubbo is, but still.

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Two boys who were walking slightly ahead of us have turned around. One of them, a black-haired boy with a white bandanna, is currently yelling at me. The other is a tall blond and has on a green hoodie, with a white mask covering his face. It's pretty f*cking creepy, with a soulless smiley face on it.

"Answer me!" The ravenette is right in front of me now, clearly mad at me for knocking down his friend.

"Look dude, it was an accident."

The creepy-a*s mask dude offers his hand to the fallen boy. "You ok, George?"

The boy, who is apparently named George, nods. "I'm fine." He takes the blond's hand and uses it to pull himself up onto his feet. "I'M FINE, SAPNAP!" He calls out to the boy in front of me.

"Apologize to him. Now," the boy (Sapnap) demands. I already said it was an accident. Why are you being such a jerk?

"Look, sorry I bumped into your friend there, but there's no reason to act like an angry b*tch about it."

A new fury lights in his eyes. "What did you just call me?" I hear the two other boys sigh as their friend grabs me by my collar. I get the feeling this happens often.

"An angry b*tch. Got a problem with it, bch boy?" I fire back, because I have no sense of self preservation. I quickly get tossed unceremoniously onto the ground. Fine. If it's a fight he wants, then a fight he gets.

I stand up, charging my punch slightly. I feel a tingling sensation in my fist as I pull it back. I swing, and it connects with Sapnap's jaw. I shake out my hand as he staggers back.

Kids have started gathering around, some people cheering, some trying to get us to stop. I step back as I dodge his punch before grabbing his arm and flipping him over.  He lands on the ground with a sickening thud. He groans in pain before grabbing my ankle and pulling me down with him. We both get up, ready to beat the sht out of each other.

Sapnap holds out his hand and a ball of fire appears. He lobs it at me and it hits my shirt sleeve. I quickly drop to the ground and roll to put it out, the fire burning my skin.

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