Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story. It depicts the following: Violence, explicit language, drug use, alcohol use, and suggestive themes. Please read at your discretion.
Five minutes before the morning bell sounds. Kemo is just being dropped off at the backstreets.
"Okay Mijo, have a good day at school." Gerry says. His hands on the wheel this time.
But this time, Kemo is the one to put out his fist to bump. Mona's words from yesterday ringing in his head.
This shocking Gerry. But not one to pass up the opportunity, Gerry meets him halfway.
"I will. Thanks." Kemo responds, ruffling his younger brother's hair before running out the car.
Kemo quick to begin digging into his backpack. Pulling out his usual label-less water bottle.
As soon as he's halfway into chugging the bottle, a group makes their way directly for him.
Four rougher-looking boys. Rips and tears in all their clothing. All sporting a denim vest with the sleeves ripped off. Two of them had bandannas tied around their foreheads, while the other two had sunglasses on.
"Told ya we'd get ya back after summer."
Kemo puts up his finger. Chugging the rest of his label-less crinkled water bottle.
"Haha, drinking first thing in the morning?" One of the rowdy youngsters asked
"don't cha think you got a problem?!"
Another one chimed inTo which Kemo finishes the bottle in one chug and a loud burp that reeks a burning stench.
"Alright I'm ready." Kemo declares.
The four then pounce
At the front of the school
Ricky's ride peels out from the parking lot. Leaving him to walk by himself, not for long. A very dainty and pretty freshman comes over to him. She slips under his arm. Ricky thinks nothing of this stranger cozying up to him.
"Hey!"
Her boyfriend sees them walking together. He rushes over to them with his arm cocked back. Ricky doesn't take chances.
KA-CRACK - Ricky jumping up and hitting the boyfriend at the chest. Knocking him out, but his friends seen this and now they start to close in around Ricky.
Toros's bus drops him off.
He takes the same trail he did when he came on his first day. Only to see the same kids he beat up on his first day as well.
They brought someone above them in rank
"That's him, Carlos! Emiliano De la Torre."
"Umm I go by Toros now."
This made their upper-ranked buddy chuckle
"So you attack my boys and try to get a rep off of fightin' with the Rizzos?!"
"What? No, they attacked me!"
"Yeah Carlos he asked me if we were with the Rizzos, and sucker punched us. He said his name when we were on the ground."
"Sorry, Millie. You can't fight a Rizzo and walk away without a scratch."
Their big bro is towering above all three and Toros. Getting into a fighting stance.
Back to Kemo
CRACK! CRACK-CRACK! - For every hit Kemo lands, two is landed on him. Inside their circle, whenever he focuses on one, he's attacked by the other one.
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