𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 || Joseph Descamps

17 - [𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓]

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„YOU'RE WAISTING YOUR TIME, YOU KNOW?" A voice interrupted my thoughts, as I was trying to establish my team for the competition.

"Don't you have anyone else to annoy, Joseph?" I sighed, erasing my ideas, that I had written down. My plan was to motivate the girls to join this. But first I had to ask who even wanted to participate.

"We're at school, don't call me by my first name." He answered quite harsh and silently. My eyebrows lifted up as I heard this and I couldn't hold in the little smile on my face.

"So I can call you Joseph when we're not at school?" I asked, turning to him slightly while smiling. He was turning red, either from anger or fluster. I really couldn't tell.

„What are you two birds talking about?" Out of nowhere my brother spawned next to me on the bench.

„Nothing" we both said at the same time. Jean's eyebrows immediately went up and a chuckle left his lips. „If you say so. How is your plan working out so far?"

„Ugh don't even bother asking. I don't know where to start. Should I go ask every girl? Or should I just out their names on the list without them knowing?" I blabbed my thoughts loud out.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and put his head on my shoulder while trying to find an answer. „I think you should put a poster on that pinboard over there. Then the girls could write their names on it, if they want to participate.

The loud snicker from my right made me roll my eyes back at the person. Descamps sitting to my left was as usual trying to annoy me. But it was thankfully interrupted by my brother speaking up.

„Don't you think it's enough Joseph? I kept silent because you're my best friend but you're going too far. What's your problem with Claire?" Jean got up from his seat and stood in front of Descamps. His hands went to his pockets and his gaze was fixed on the one-eyed boy.

Descamps also stood up and his much taller body towered over my brother. „What is it Jean? You're going against your best friend for her?"

„She is my sister Jean, knock it off." By now they were facing each other. All I could do was stand there and watch. „Is your sister so precious to you now?"

„I can't deal with you anymore, Claire let's go." Jean grabbed my wrist trying to drag me away. Before we could take a step Jean was grabbed by his collar and pulled down.

„What's wrong with you?" He spat in my brother's face. I grabbed Joseph's hair from behind and pulled him by his hair. His hands immediately let go of Jean and held to my wrists.

„Don't you dare to lay your dirty hands on my brother ever again." His loud groans made everyone look at us. Jean got up and tried to get me off of his friend. He pulled me back and we stood there watching him trying to stand up.

„Stop behaving like this! What's wrong with you?" Jean raised his voice. Just in a blink of second they both started to fight again, pulling at each other's collars.

„Descamps get off of him," I shouted.

"Stop!" I shout at them both.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Claire." Joseph grits his teeth before attempting to storm towards my brother for round two, but before he can I step into his path, resting my hands against his chest, silently hoping I can hold him off.

"Joseph it's enough!" I shout as his gaze stays locked on Jean who is close behind me, I rest my hands on his jaw, forcing him to look at me, "Stop acting like a brat."

He takes both my hands from his face and holds them for a second before letting go. His long legs led him towards the school gate. He's probably going to smoke to cool off.

„Hey", Jean grabs my wrist, „What was that with Joseph?"

„No one has ever got Joseph to back down from a fight like that," He sighs as we both walk away. „There's nothing going on between you, right?"

„What?" I stop to look at him, „Of course not."

„I know him too well, he's bad news, Claire." Jean reiterates. Ruffling my hair with his messed up hand.

„Can you just be grateful that it stopped." I attempt to laugh it off and pushed his hand carefully away from me.

„I am grateful," he smiled, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, „Thank you," he chuckled while giving me big kiss on my cheek, wetting it with his saliva.

„Ewwww," I cried out pushing him away. I quickly got my stuff from the bench and we walked back to school.

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The second I stepped into the school I got pulled by two people to the toilets. I was pinned against the door and was faced to the persons. Simone and Michele.

„You guys literally scared me so much," I breathed out. But they weren't quite happy to see me. „Is everything ok?"

„I know I asked you this before, but one thing doesn't add up with the other." I got even more nervous and tried to understand this situation. Did they see us outside? Probably I mean the whole school saw us.

„It's about Descamps ... I know I asked you this before, but your actions tell us otherwise." I stood there confused. What are they implying on?

„We saw you trying to calm Descamps down. Getting all touchy and petting his face like that." I had never seen Simone talk to me like this. Almost as if she was disgusted. I wrapped my arms around my torso and leaned my back to the door.

„So? Are you guys now interfering in my life? We are friends not sister." I know it came out quite harsh but things had to be said.

„I -- Of course not -- We were trying to help you-"

„You guys know that Alain and Jean-Pierre aren't better. Alain the orphan and Jean-Pierre who is  known to play with every girl in this region."

Simone and Michelle were silent for a moment. I knew that I was overdoing it maybe a little bit. So I did what was the right thing to do.

„Come on." They both looked up at the same time and watched me open my arms for them. A small smile plastered on their faces as they gave in to my hug.

„Do you guys promise to not judge each other before listening." I asked hugging them even harder.

„Ok, ok we promise." they laugh it off. Ugh this girls. They're going to be death of me.