Emma Johansson

Tuesday trouble

Emma
It's the last hour before lunch break, Scarlett and I haven't talked since Thursday night. And I don't mean haven't talked in like about what happened, I mean haven't talked in like at all. She had to go to work before I was awake and once I get home she's already in bed. And for as far as the weekend goes, I've avoided her at all cost. I spent most of my time at Tom's, Lizzie and Chloe where there as well.

As were sitting in class Tom and I are talking about Friday, it's game day, I hear Florence behind me whispering. Man I'm getting really sick of her and her gossip. Tom sees me and smiles.

"Just ignore them, they're not worth it." He says laying his hand on my shoulder.

"I swear it is that we're in Mr Stans class and I promised him to behave, otherwise I would kick her ass." I whisper back, making Tom laugh a little.

"Something funny Mr. Holland?" Stan asked, shutting him up immediately.

"No sir, just enjoying this fine craftsmanship of the author" he smirks holding up his book, earning a giggle from the whole class. And an eye roll from the teacher.

***

We're walking through the cafeteria with our lunch on our way to a table as Florence comes walking by bumping her shoulder into me. O You're so dead.

"syka" I say turning to Tom. He is looking at me as if he is begging me to hold back.
(bitch)

"Look at me I'm Florence and I'm sooo cool" I say impersonating her. Tom couldn't hold his laughter along with a few other students who heard me.

"You think you're funny?" Florence says turning around.

"I. Think. I'm. adorable." I say turning around with an evil smirk around my lips.

"O fuck you, o wait maybe you're boyfriend should" Florence said.

My eyes grew ten time it size and I looked at Tom, as he looked back at me. He was about to say something but before he could I went to hit Florence in her face. Tom tried to stop me by reaching out to hold me back but he was to late. My fist made its way to Florance her nose, blood instantly started pouring out. I could see Tom running away in the corner of my eye. Well thanks for the help Tom.

"O you are so dead" Florence says holding her nose with one hand.

By now a lot of people had gathered around us crowding the space, yelling for us to fight.

"What you think I can't take a punch" I smile at her

She immediately lunches forward hitting me on my jaw, making me stumble back a bit. My back hit a few people how were standing closest to the fight. They immediately pushed me back in the middle.

"God damm it your weak" I say shoving her back.

She pushes me back and I fall to the ground, she directly jumps on top of me and starts hitting me in my face, after about three punches I manage to get her off of me and roll us over. I was now on top hitting her in her face. She tied her best to deflect my punches but I was clearly stronger than her. All of a sudden I hear Tom and Professor Stan behind me yelling at me to stop. Before they could reach me I manage to hit her one more time, knocking her out.

I feel four arms pulling me back as I am blinded with fury. I get thrown over a shoulder and I keep yelling to put me down. As we are away from everybody I get put down. Still furious about the events I kick the nearest chear. After a few minutes I start to calm down, realizing I'm in Mr Stans office. As I look around I see Stan sitting on his desk, calmly looking at me.

"You done?" He says as we make eye contact.

Slowly I start to realize what I done.

"Блядь"
(fuck)

"You can say that yeah, What the hell happened back there?" Sebastian asks calmly.

"I don't know, she... she just pist me off."

"O come one Emm, she has pist you off more often then not. What did she do that you snapped?"

"I told you, I don't know!" I say, way more agitated as intended.

The truth is I did know, I was indeed used to her teasing and gossiping so that wasn't the reason I snapped. But when she brought up Tom being my boyfriend I snapped. I mean I know that people think he and I are together but hearing it out loud made me so mad. How did she had the audacity to assume that we were together. I don't know why I got so offensive about it though, I mean Tom is a really nice guy, very popular, our schools best quarterback, and captain of the football team, any girl would call herself lucky to date him. So I really don't know why I got so angry about it.

"EMMA,?" His voice sounded worried.

I only now started to notice the warm blood dripping of the side of my face. He reached out to me putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Emma, I told you that I would be here for you, when I said that I'm not your enemy I meant it. If you want to talk about it I'm here for you. You have my number for god sake." He says, with way too much pity in his voice for my liking.

"I'm fine" I shrug him off, giving him a weak smile.

"While in that case, you should probably make your way to the principal office."

"Uhm, can't I stay here?" I ask already dreating the conversation that is about to come.

"No, get your ass over there, before I drag you there myself." He says smiling.

"Oke, oke, point taken, already going." I say making my way out of his office.

"Let me know what happens" he yells after me.

***

"A come on do you really have to call Scarlett? It wasn't even that bad" I plead.

"Emma Johansson you knocked her out, you are lucky that she isn't pressing charges" Principal Hiddleston yells.

"What about me, the nurse had to put three stitches in my eyebrow?" I ask indignant.

"I'm calling her and that's it or do you prefer I give you a two week suspension right here right now."

"Ugh" I sight accepting my defeat.