• two weeks later •

I'm sitting beside Dina in science class, the class Ellie is supposed to be in. I got excited when Ellie told me she'd be taking this class, but I forgot about she fact she skips most of the time.

Since the party, Ellie and I had become sort of friends. I mean, not close enough to every actually hangout outside of school, but friends nonetheless.

I'm not sure if Ellie's into me or not. She keeps sending mixed signals. One minute she's flirting and eyeing me up and down like a lion with a piece of steak, then the next she's completely casual and platonic. But what's weird is that sometimes she'll just be completely cold and shut off. After a while of that I soon realized that it's nothing to do with me, she just does that. With everyone.

Some days she'll show up with a black eye or a cut lip, but no one bats an eye because she's constantly getting into fights. I shrug it off too, figuring that's what she'd want me to do.

I sit in class beside Dina as she dissects a frog. She playfully pushes it up into my face and I shriek, pushing her away. I almost threw up. Dina just laughs.

"So how come you ran off last night?" She asks, placing the petri dish with the frog on it back down and continuing on with her work.

I glance up at her from my book and quickly realize what she's talking about. "Oh, yeah.. sorry about that. Abby just got really drunk and passed out and had to take her home, I couldn't find you guys anywhere."

Dina nods, playing around with the frog's organs using the tweezers. "Well you should'a called, I was worried you got gang raped."

I chuckle softly, still doodling in my book. "Not yet."

All of a sudden there's yelling coming from outside, near the basketball courts. The entire class (and a few others) rush outside the doors and see a girl ontop of this guy. He looks scared shitless.

The girl is pinning him too the ground and beating the ever loving crap out of him, screaming. "GODAMN PIECE OF SHIT, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!" As people try to pry her off him. I immediately recognize her as Ellie.

My eyes widen and my heart stops as I see her like this.

As fucked up as it sounds, I'm getting a little turned on watching her being to violent and angry, but still terrified. Though the latter is overtaking the former a bit more.

Ellie is toned as hell, not muscular, but lean and fit. She's a masc lesbian if there ever was one.

My friends are all in shock as they stand around the fight, as well as heaps of other kids.

Her fist pounds into his face repeatedly without skipping a beat, knocking him unconscious. Ellie didn't care about that though, she still didn't relent.

I can't begin to imagine what's made her this pissed off but I don't necessarily want to find out.

"Alright, break it up, what the hell is going on here?!" We hear a yell coming from the headmaster. "Mr Jacobs, call an ambulance!" He yells out to another teacher trying to break up the fight.

"Ellie williams! My office, now!" He yells, turning to leave and expecting the girl to follow him. Ellie sighs and pants as she stands up, blood dripping off her knuckles. She huffs and follows the principal, eyeing me down at the notices me staring.

"The fuck are you looking at?" She mutters as she shoves past me.

I stumble a little as she knocks me off my balance but my eyes don't stop following her as she walks off.

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