Clear Lake Academy holds the worst of the worst delinquents from around the country. Each and every student there holds a notorious background that led them there and almost everyone avoids them.
After setting the tenth building on fire, which just...
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I have no idea how we had gotten into this mess but I blame Hendrix. It was always that idiot.
Currently, me and Hendrix were stood opposite each other as I glanced over his shoulder and he did the same over mine. We had come outside deciding to skip our day activity, which was supposed to be group therapy where we listen to each other's problems and that crap. But instead we had gotten ambushed.
Or so they thought.
I looked over Hendrix's shoulder at the group of boys and girls surrounding us. They all wore some form of black as if it was supposed to intimidate us. I internally laughed at their attempt.
"What now?" Hendrix sighed from ahead of me, keeping his eyes on them.
They stayed silent, only staring at us angrily as no one moved. I peeked at Hendrix in my vision and the underlying smile was impossible to miss. He wanted action- as always- and I secretly hoped for some too.
One of them began talking. His voice was deep and threatening however neither of us paid attention to him as we blocked out his words. None of his words met our brain as I just stared at Hendrix, forming a plan to get us out of this.
He smirked slightly, giving a disguised nod.
"You shouldn't have interfered in her life. Let alone messed with her." Was the sentence that finally reached my ears.
"Always that bitch." Hendrix huffed.
At those words, the guy behind Hendrix moved forward, heading for us. At the sound of steps behind me, I knew another one was heading our way.
Split second eye contact was made before me and Hendrix ducked in sync, letting the two boys advancing on us head butt. They wince, staggering backwards with a hand on their head and their eyes closed.
That serves them right.
Instantly the rest advanced forward, all adorning looks of anger as they looked ready for a fight.
A shared smile later, we were all tangled in fights.
TW: SMALL VIOLENCE 🛑
Hendrix whipped around, sending a punch to the jaw of one guy who back up into another and sent them toppling.
A blond haired girl came forward, aiming a kick at his leg which he jumped over and tugged her hair hard enough to send her to the floor. He gripped the head of a black haired boy- who had sent a punch to his stomach- and smashed it with another guy.
Meanwhile, I quickly turned around and sent a roundhouse kick to the abdomen of an older guy, sending him flying. The pointy end of my heel missed a girls face by centimetres and she back up, just to run forward. She moved to tackle me to the floor as another came behind and I slide to the side, letting her run past and at the last second, I stuck my foot out which she caught and fell to the floor. The one coming behind me met a similar fate with the floor when I bend down and flipped her over my back and shoulder.
