The Fight

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The next morning, you woke up a little bit earlier. You were just ready to see Eddie again. You got dressed and headed downstairs to see your mom already cooking breakfast.

Y/N: "Morning Mom!"

Y/N's mom: "Morning. You're up early."

Y/N: "Yeah, well, I just can't wait to go to school today."

Your mom shot a look at you. The knowing one. Even the teasing kind with a little smirk plastered on her face.

Y/N's mom: "Let me guess, Eddie?"

Y/N: "Yep."

You sat down at the table. Your mom was done with breakfast and gave you a plate. You took your time since you weren't in much of a rush. After, you put your plate in the sink, then go to brush your teeth. You were done in just enough time to start leaving.

Y/N's mom: "Ready?"

Y/N: "Yep!"

You then grabbed your bag heading outside. Your mom started up the car and you were on your way. You finally made it to school. You got out of her car waving her goodbye. You then entered the doors to find the hallway crowded again. You made it to your locker to grab a few things. However, you got unlucky and Jason stumbled upon you.

Jason: "Look at what I have here."

You turned to him in annoyance.

Y/N: "What do you want?"

Jason: "Where's the freak? He's not here to protect you, is he?"

Y/N: "Would you just fuck off?"

Jason: "Oh! What's this? Is the newbie finally doing something on her own? What a surprise."

You just rolled your eyes at him and closed your locker door. You then went to walk away but Jason grabbed your arm.

Y/N: "Hey! Let me go!"

You struggled against his grip.

Jason: "Not a chance."

He then dragged you to a part of the school where nobody was. It was a dimly lit hallway with the lights flickering every so often. His group of buddies were there in the middle of it, waiting for him. He then threw you on the ground where you were somewhat circled by them.

Jason: "Look at that pathetic freak boys."

You stood up. You were now pissed.

Y/N: "Jason, this isn't funny. Leave me alone."

Then, one of his friends punched you in the face, causing you to fall. Blood started pouring from your nose. You got up and punched him back. That, of course, pissed off the others. They then began to beat you. They kicked you, punched you, anything they could think of doing. You had gotten up and fought back. You got as many good hits in as they did you. It was pretty fair by now. Though, once you went to punch Jason, to which you succeeded, he was pissed. He shot up and pushed you hard to the ground. He crawls on top of you, holding you down by your shoulders.

Jason: "You think you're some hot shot? You'll never fit in, ever. And just to get the message across, let me add one more reason to stop trying."

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