Runaway Rescue

Chapter Two: An Unlikely Friendship

**Trigger Warning"**
HillCrest High School...A week later...

Fatima and Zac are back in school. Zac has fully healed from his injuries while being able to keep up with all his assignments, while he was out. Fatima, however, has been struggling because after the meeting with the principal and her mother, her parents had to pay for the trophy case she destroyed on top of paying for Faith's funeral because the insurance company wouldn't cover her suicide. In an outrage, Yolanda demanded for another autopsy because she knew in her heart that Faith wouldn't do such a thing.

The principal informed Fatima that if she had another outburst as such, that she would be expelled from school and the fighting had to cease immediately. She told the principal and her mom that she honestly couldn't make any promises but she would definitely try.

With Jordan being expelled from school for assaulting Zac, it was only his brother Jarod left, along with their goons who all made a vow to make Zac's life a living hell.

Fatima gets to her first period class (Sophomore English), which is also her homeroom and takes a seat. She's writing in her journal when Jarod and his buddies come walking in the door, while the teacher is out in the hallway conversing with another teacher.

They see Fatima and instantly start whispering...

"I'll take the front, Mike you take the back, Jamal take the left, and Eric take the right." Jarod instructs, as they all disperse with their orders.

Because Fatima is sitting in the back of the room, no one really noticed what was going on, so when the boys dispersed with each of them taking a side. Eric sat down first at the desk on Fatima's right. Jamal was next to the desk on her left, Mike followed sitting at the desk behind her making sure he bumped into it to get her attention. When she turned around to see who it was, she yelled, "seriously Mike?!?!"

"Oh I'm sorry Fat Fat. I thought you would like it from the back." He taunts, licking his lips.

Fatima rolls her eyes and reiterates, "And this is why you'll never fucking know, you limp dick bitch."

"OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Everyone in classes cooed at her comment, while laughing.

As she gets up to move away, so does Mike to intimidate her, "Bitch! What the fuck did you say?!" He asked with anger getting her face. But Fatima doesn't back down.

"You heard me...LIMP DICK!" Emphasizing the last part with every synonym, then turning around to leave but bumping into Jarod. Umph she huffed, "Oh, going somewhere, KILLER!"

"Nigga, unless you want to see the dentist for a pair of dentures, don't fucking call me that! NOW MOVE!!!" She said pushing Jarod hard enough to make him stumble a little.

"FATIMA HARRIS! You just got back and already your causing trouble again." The teacher says just as she got back in the room because the bell rang.

"WHAT?! Ms. Smith, I didn't do anything, they came in here bothering me. WHAT THE FUCK?!" Fatima spats pissed.

"You know what, that's strike two Fatima, have a seat in the front and we'll discuss this after class." Ms. Smith said sternly.

"Fine! Whatever!" Fatima said, throwing her hands up and grabbing her things. She gets to the front of the class sitting aggressively in the chair. She heard Jarod and his buddies whispering so she looked back. She saw Mike put up two fingers to his mouth putting his tongue in the middle flicking and moving it rapidly as if he was licking on a clitoris. Fatima rolled her eyes turning her face up in disgust then turned back around as the boys laughed maliciously.