Angry at Love

chapter one

<<<MILES>>>

My fist went flying into the jerks jaw, and he stumbled back.

He regained his balance and came back, getting a good punch to my nose. My nose started bleeding not too long after.

I punched him again, twice. He lunged at me and we wrestled for a little bit, ending up on the floor. I straddled him and began raining punches down while a crowd that had formed yelled and cheered. A chant had started of, "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

I didn't pay the crowd any mind. My only focus was the stupid jock underneath me, music playing in my ears.

I got in a few more punches before the other guy managed to roll us over and now I was the one being straddled. I was able to get in a few good hits in between his, but then someone was pulling us apart.

Probably a teacher.

I struggled in the strong armed grip, but the teacher held. Their muscled arms made me think they taught gym.

The nameless jock was struggling too. Eventually I stopped and just sighed. The crowd of students had dispersed and now there were only a few lingering.

We were both led to the office where they had us sit in chairs in front of an important looking woman.

She just sighed. "Really boys? It's the first day of school." she spoke, taking her glasses off and letting them dangle form a chain around her neck. "Now, would either of you like to tell me the reason of the fight?"

I just sat there glaring at the motivational poster behind her, something about being positive.

Honestly, the reason was kinda petty. the stupid jock had bumped into me, and then started rambling about how he was the king of the school (he's not, he just thinks he is) and how I shouldnt mess with him. So of course I had to take him down a notch.

The old lady sighed once more, and addressed me. "Miles, I've read your records and I was hoping they were exaggerated. I was giving you a chance to accept you into this school." she paused, now looking at the other guy.

"Bob-" i nearly burst out laughing at that. The big tough guy, the king of the school was named fucking bob.

She continued, ignoring the snort that had made its way past my lips. "Bob, you've been here since grade ten. You get in too many fight for your own good. Honestly, your lucky you have parents that could sue me."

Ahh, so that was it. He was a spoiled rich brat.

"Now, I'm going to let you both off with a three day suspension. You will still be required to do the homework, which you will get online. You're dismissed." she shooed us out, and I walked out after bob, slamming the door much harder than necessary. 

Author here, I have a question. What made you want to read this story? I'm curious. Also thanks so much for reading!