When Julian moves schools and finds himself getting irritated by one specific student who for some reason had a huge disliking to me when he came.
Will they become friends or even more?
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After my wonderful 1 hour snooze, I got up to use the restroom. I spotted something on my face as I passed the mirror, but I wasn't quite fully awake so I didn't completely comprehend just what was there. I used the toilet and washed my hands. I then lifted my face to the mirror to reveal a number of drawings that had been drawn all over it. Only one piece of trash would attempt to fuck me over like this.
Why the fuck would he draw on my face? What the hell is wrong with him, and why does he have such a fucking problem with me? He should know where he fucking stands. Did he not grow out of these juvenile things? It's pointless. I splashed water on my face, scrubbing away with some face wash. I look up to see no difference to my face. I repeat this process a couple of times, trying different items to see if they would make a difference. "It's not coming off..." I whispered under my breathe.
A mix of anger, shock and fear wave over. What the fuck am I going to do? I can't go to class like this. I don't think twice as I throw on a random shirt and storm out of the room slamming the door behind me. It creaks back open since it is still broken. I have a very vague idea of where he might be. Prior to deciding to go to sleep, Lisa had remarked something about meeting up with David and Monica on the field.
I witnesse all three of them lying down on each others laps on the benches. Stares come my way but anger blinds me from their looks. I get closer to them, Monica noticing me and leaning up. "Oh JJ, what are you- what happened to your face?" She cracks trying to hold in her laugh. Lisa leans up as David stands from the benches. "Ask your fucking friend over here." I scoffed sternly as I shoved him with force. He trips and falls back onto the benches.
"Don't put your hands on me." David groans as he stood up and shoves me back, making me trip a few steps backwards. I charge up to him throwing a punch directly at his face. The impact paining my hand but David had fell to the ground in shock which was good. I take advantage of his state and climb on top of him. I throw punch after punch. David starts to fight back throwing punches aswell. "Yeah beat his ass! Throw a uppercut!" I hear Monica's voice project from a distance as a crowd starts to form around us.
Lisa tries pulling me back but I resist as I keep throwing punches. She gets in the middle of us and gets a wide impact to the mouth from David. We both immediately stop realizing what had just happened. "Oooh..." I hear the crowd echo as Lisa just wipes a drop of blood dripping from her mouth. For the many years of knowing Lisa, I don't think I've ever once seen her mad. Her eyes show no emotion as her eyebrows slowly crease downwards. She sees a drop of blood on her finger from her mouth and moves her eyes in David's direction. "Lisa I-" David begins as the crowd grows when Lisa suddenly grabs David by his head and smashes it into her knee. The impact making a noiciating sound.
I see David immediately grab his nose as blood starts gushing out. "OOOOOOH!" I hear the crowd shout as Lisa just slowly walks away. Monica runs after her. "What is going on here!?" Ms Kok screams from a distance. People making way through the crowd for her. She sees both of us lying on the grass. Me with a busted eyebrow and David with a busted nose. "What are you all looking at, LEAVE!" she shouts swinging her arms in a waving manner at the crowd. The crowd quickly dies down. "Both of you, my office, now!" She groans, stamping away in her clanking shoes. All this and I still have drawings on my face.
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"So you started the fight Mr Johnson?" Ms Kok asks while writing in her notebook. I hold a light blue ice pack to my head and David holds one to his swollen nose. The bleeding had died down, but it hadn't finished completely. I'm surprised he hasn't passed out by that much blood loss. "Yes, yes I did ma'am." I sigh looking down as I kick my feet under her desk. "And you willingly participated in this fight Mr Hernandez?" She questions as she looks up from the small book. "Yes I did ma'am." David groans quietly as he also proceeds to look down.
I hear Ms Kok sigh as she clicks her pen. "Look, it's the first day. I don't wanna have to suspend anyone this early on in the year. So here's a suggestion. For the next week, you two clean the science lab at the end of every day. Deal?" She portrayed while closing her book and taking her dark purple glasses off from the bridge of her nose. I look across at David next to me and he looks back at me. "Deal." We both simultaneously spoke. We reach both of our hands out as we shake Ms Koks hand. Would take that over a suspension anyday.
We exit her class. We don't speak a word to each other, we only look at each other and walk away looking down the rest of the way.
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We walk to our room, entering with ease as I realize we are late for our next lesson. 20 minutes late at that, might as well not go at that point. I go into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror, the dried blood that had dripped from my eyebrow and the doodles still on my face, I looked ridiculous. I walk outside the bathroom standing in front of David's bed in which he lies in. I guess he is planning on not showing up to his lesson aswell. "David..." I begin trying to get his attention to me and not his phone. "What?" He sighs as he looked up towards me from his phone.
"The drawings on my face? They won't fucking come off." I calmly say, trying not to burst out again. "Relax, I have a cleaner for that, it's in my book bag." He voiced as he pays his attention right back to his phone pointing towards the book bag that was on the one person coach near the window. I dig through the bag. I instantaneously found the small bottled labeled 'marker clean ups' with special wipes attached to the side. I take them out and see a small red wrapper that was underneath it. My curiosity got the best of me and I pull it out. A string of 8 condoms swinged from my hand... "David!" I shout holding the string of condoms up in the air.
"Bro what are you doing with that, put that back!" He groans loudly climbing from his bed, snatching it away from me. I cant help but laugh. I can't be judging... I mean, I have my own. I glance back into his bag to see another red wrapper. I take it out to find a empty condom packet. "Bro!" I shout out, my jaw dropping as I lift this empty packet. "You geting pussy on the first day?" I sarcastically laugh, knowing that will trigger him. "Get your paws out my shit and go clean your raggedy ass face!" He shouts pointing to the bathroom. I just laugh and drop the wrapper onto the floor.
The cleaner worked suprisingly well and all the drawings were gone from my face. I walk out the bathroom, the boy holding a melted ice pack to his nose. "You good?" I ask him as I walked towards my bed throwing a damp towel on to my suitcase. "The fuck does it look like Julian?" He groaned, his lip creased in anger, his tone cold and collected. "I was just trying to be nice." I scoff plopping myself onto my bed. "Oh so now you tryna be nice huh?" He voiced with an attitude. He rolled his eyes and went back to his phone. I go onto mine aswell in silence and we sit in silence for the rest of the time.
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