Stages of grief.

Chapter 4: Fight this bit-

TW: Mentions of blood, gore? Idk, bullying, swearing.

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Stepping out I slid the backpack from my shoulder. A few kids had noticed me, but not on what I was planning to do to this boy.

I walked up to this... "Mike," as he was showing off some of his imaginary muscles. Rolling up his sleeves and making unusual grunting noises. It made me somewhat cringe, as to how this kid could act such a way, and think it's a normal behavior. He hadn't noticed me, so I tapped his shoulder...

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

His friends saw my shorter/taller stature behind their friend, giving Mikey boy a few quick hand signals. Mike, now confused, turned around. His eyebrows raised with a subtle confusion. Who had dared disturb his celebrations? He won against someone who hadn't fought at all, how dare I interrupt him? I already knew by the cocky attitude, this boy he wasn't going to budge easy. I'll have to hit harder and faster, but despite my quick judgments I decided upon starting with a smile. I thought, at-least if I were to fight him, id try the easy method. Unlikely he'll stop, but I'll have something against him for when we're confronted by the principal.

His eyebrows only raised more, he was clearly questioning my silent motives but I kept that smile. Somehow... he raised his brow higher. Also, somehow.

"Hey, uh. I'm new here, but it seems like this is... bullying?"

The crowd had gone silent. Has no one really stood up to this asshole before? What was everyone afraid of? Getting lice from his nasty mullet, or loosing their sense of smell from his nasty breath?
His brows changed to a annoyed furrow, he lowered/raised his head to me in a cocky fashion. Warm breath tingling with mine. His deep grey eyes had a malicious tint to them, lips parting a bit as he judged me harshly. He spoke,
"What're you gonna do about it, pipsqueak/giraffe?"
{LMFAO. Sorry about that.}

I only laughed a bit. Getting closer to his face.
"Wanna see?"
I whispered softly... close enough for only him to hear. I felt his breath hitch a bit in his stomach, eyes widen as I smirked a bit. It had an affect on him, perfect.

He growled a bit, obviously frustrated I made a dent in his ego and set his hands on my shoulders, pushing me away roughly.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Freak!"

I laughed a bit.
"I think you mean freaky but ok..." I said with a shrug.
Before I could react though, he threw a quick jab at my face, right at the nose. I bent over, holding my nose carefully, as a thick crimson blood began pooling out and onto my hand. Dripping through the gaps of my clutch, and onto the cement floor.

The crowd gave an "Ooh" as I fumbled a bit. Watching as the situation became more intense. I stood, bent over. Grumbling a bit, I began feeling the bridge of my nose a bit. Deciding it wasn't broken, I looked up.
Micheal had paused, something was wrong now. He fucked up, and he knew that.

I laughed, standing up straight, before punching his jaw with a blood covered fist. It hit hard and I could swear I heard a cracking noise. He now bent over, as I took chance and grabbed him by the back of the hair, pulling ferociously as he scrambled to steady himself. Growling a bit, he grabbed my wrist, and began pulling my hand out of his locks. We began full on brawling.

The crowd only gasped and cheered as the both of us took turns throwing equally hard hits for eachothers face. I made it hard for Mikey boy to even touch me. Although, he tripped me and I took a fall, landing on my back with a loud thud. I felt the air rush my lungs and Micheal took the opportunity, pinning me down. Sitting on my lap holding my wrists by my head. I struggled a bit but his grip wouldn't loosen. While we were tussling, the recently downed kid Micheal had been picking on, went to fetch the principal.

Loud clacks of fancy shoes could be heard down the hallway. Kids frantically started heading to class as the first sign of authority came into sight. Turning my head to see what the commotion was about, I met eyes with the frustrated ones of the principal.

"Oh shit." Micheal muttered.

{Hey everybody! I've been awfully busy starting school back up, and completely forgot about this book. Honestly, I hadn't had the motivation to write. Though recently while doing some of my studies, I felt the urge to write again! So here I am... I plan to make a few more chapters for you all but I thought this part would make a good teaser for you guys.
Thank you so much for the comments! I really appreciate all the support. Enjoy lovelies!}