Jealousy, Jealousy (Part 1)

22 - Lauren

I was walking to my after school club I had on Tuesdays when I heard voices behind one part of the school building. I carefully crept closer and spotted some seniors surrounding one guy who had his back turned towards me. I looked around and spotted a red backpack lying on the floor. Wait, didn't Noah have a backpack like that? The guy in the centre turned around at that moment. It really was Noah.

"Move!" he yelled at the seniors.

"No way," one of them responded. As they kept bickering, I took out my phone and texted Amelia about what was happening and where I was. She immediately read it, without any response. Guess read receipts can be helpful at times. In only half a minute, she showed up.

"Those darn seniors. Who do they think they are?" she hissed. She quietly ran up to the tallest senior and tapped his shoulder lightly. "Heyyy..."

"Oh, look, it's Amelia, here to save her little crush," the guy named Clark chuckled. How did he know Amelia liked Noah?

"Clark, I've told you this before. Leave him alone," Amelia stated.

One of the guys walked up to her. "Whatcha gonna do?"

Instead of giving them a response, Amelia spun around, like she did before with her stalker, and kicked the guy in the chest. He fell down and scowled. As he got back up, his hands clenched into a fist. Oh no, Amelia was going to fight.

Amelia yelled, "Noah, stay behind me!" as she punched Clark right in the face, making him fall on the ground, also.

"I'm not staying behind anyone," retorted Noah. He grabbed one of the other seniors and flipped him onto the ground. Then, he looked in my direction and spotted me watching them.

The two guys standing also did. They slowly headed towards me but both Noah and Amelia rushed up to help me. Amelia picked up one of the traffic cones that were on the floor and used it to hit one guy on the head. Noah, on the other hand, grabbed the second guy's arm and kicked his legs, causing him to stumble and fall.

"Hey, are you okay?" Noah grabbed my arm, worried. I noticed Amelia watching us.

"I'm fine," I replied, releasing my arm from his grip. Suddenly, from behind Noah, the first guy who Amelia had kicked earlier, walked up to him. "Noah, watch out!" Noah turned around and we both ducked as the guy tried to kick him. Unfortunately for him, Amelia had jumped on top of him and hit his head multiple times with the cone.

"Amelia, get off!" I cried. I didn't want her to hurt herself for our sake.

Amelia quickly pushed herself off of the guy and punched him one last time. She flung her hand in the air, exhausted.

"I warned you, didn't I?" she told the guys, who were all on the floor.

Clark sighed, "Fine, you win. Go."

"You go and tattletale on us, you die. This was only self-defense anyways. Later, losers," Amelia smirked. She signalled us to follow her, as she walked away and turned the corner.