The Fight

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What's up? hey so I'm so sorry for not posting until now. My life has been hectic and i just had no motivation to start this chapter. So last we left off, I believe was whe Alya slapped Mari when she showed up at the school for the tour. Now then, Let's begin.

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Chloe's POV

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Oh no she didn't! I started walking fast towards Alya ready to beat her- wait why am I not moving forward? I look and I see Tim holding me back from going all Athena on her. I look at him, silently questioning why he stopped me, when he simply mouths 'let her handle this' and I understood. I look back at Mari and stop fighting against Tim's hold on me. I can immediatly see that she is about to implode. She had barely even flinched at the slap, even though there was now a red hand print on her face, and her eyes had turned cold as ice. I look next to her at Damien and he looks even angrier than Mari, and that's saying something.

I see Mari's fist pull back and she...

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Mari's POV

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Oh it is on. She dares hit me. Alright let's see if she likes a taste of her on medicine, but maybe a bit worse. What can I say? What go aaround, comes around, and usually at full force.

My vision turns red for a second and when I can see clearly again, Alya is on the ground holding her, now, broken nose with tears in her eyes, as all her friends come and surrounds her, making sure she's okay. I can feel teh handprint on my face, but it doesn't hurt or sting or anything, it just fuels my anger.

I take a deep breathe and put my arms by my side before I can lunge at her. I suddenly feel a hand clasp my own, startling me. I look up and see the eyes I least expected. The forest green eyes that have been playing in the back of my mind since I saw them first. He looked startled at himself and pulled his hand away, while seemingly berating himself for letting himself do such a thing. I didn't know what came over me as I reach for his hand, pulling him back toward myself as I start heading for the school with my friends surrounding me, and Alya still on the floor.

I walk to the teacher, who didn't seem all that worried that one student had just punched another. I mean, seriously, she could have at least acted worried or angry. I mean come on, be a good teacher for once. I let her know of the time and walk in the school to the office as everyone else walks behind me, Alya holding her swollen, purple nose. Today was a good day so far, as I had already gotten to punch someone. I take that as a win.

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I know, I Know. It was short and I myself hate short chapters, but I will finish this story, even if it takes me forever. Have an amazing day or night or whatever. I am so greatful for each and everyone of you who has stuck with this story until the bitter end (I guess not end yet) and please wish someone you love to have an amazing day too.

Bye-Bye!

Word count: 570 words

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