War of College | Hamilton Reckless Au

The 'good day'

No ones POV

Alexander goes to school being in a rather upbeat mood, he had a good time with his friends and amazing date with Eliza, and to add on his surprisingly good luck, his teacher was out that period, so he was able to leave the class. So he is looking forward to a well deserved good day.
He Plugs in his headphones while he walks around, beginning to drift off into a daydream when he suddenly hear someone yell, "YOU'RE SUCH A MISTAKE". Breaking the peaceful quiet, he finds himself dreading what he might looks up at, believing that these harsh words are being yelled to him. He looks up
and to his surprise it wasn't targeted towards him, rather to a boy who he's never been aquatinted with.

Alex POV

I look over to see Jefferson yelling at a boy who is on his knees with tears in his eyes.
I wanted to walk away and not have to deal with this considering that I've been having a good day, but to my dismay, I felt sympathy for the boy and wanted to help. I see Jefferson go to punch the boy and before I could think I run over and go in between them. I take the hit, but it didn't faze me, "Jefferson, what the HELL is wrong with you!?" I shout. Jefferson being startled at my arrival takes a step back, "What? Hamilton? Get away don't you see I'm busy!" He snarls. "Yeah, busy bullying  some guy! Leave him alone!" I yell at him."So you're playing hero huh? Piss off!" while he talks I signal the guy to leave. "Fine" I turn around to leave after successfully assisting that guy. He growls. "Well i guess it's your turn now?" He grins wickedly. "Oh no I'm leaving, bye bye afro boy~." I say turning to walk away but he stops me. "You won't be let go that easily." He says. "Get away don't you have 'friends' to be with?
or did they not want to hang out with you like everyone else?
I wouldn't be surprised if it's that." I speak absentmindedly. "YOU BRAT" he screams and slams me on a locker. "I'm the brat?! At least I don't bully people because mommy didn't read me bedtime stories when I was a baby!" I yell tauntingly

"IVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU. YOU SHOULD'VE STAYED IN THE CARIBBEAN!
THERE YOU WOULDN'T BE SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT AND NUISANCE
YOU MAYBE IF YOU DIED INSTEAD OF YOU WHORE MOM EVERYONE WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPIER-"
He covers his mouth knowing he went to far.

That statement stabbed right into me, making a painful indent in my thoughts.
I never knew how he learned my past but he managed to always used it against me.
Anger wells up in the form of tears, my mind rushes in a haze, I start attacking him, fight turning into a blur of rage, stopping when Jefferson slams me into the wall and I black out.