It was your typical English class, except this time something seemed different, and to no one's surprise, it was Henry. He had gotten himself worked up over something or other like he always did. Mayci and Monet were messing about, much to the dislike of Mrs Keen and everyone else too. Livvy was shouting across the classroom, she had already been on called within the first ten minutes of the lesson. Despite all of this, Henry was still sitting in his seat, arms crossed slouching and breathing heavily. He was Angry.
"Should I?" A voice whispered from behind him, but he didn't pay any attention to it, no matter how familiar it was to him. There were other slightly less familiar voices behind him, cheering on the other one. He recognised them all but he refused to look, too lost in his own thoughts.
Suddenly all his thoughts were put to a stop when he felt something cold on his scalp, something cold and wet, and it ran down him, making him freeze. He shot up from his seat and turned around to look at the three girls behind him, Mayci Monet and Livvy.
He looked at him, his eyes piercing them all, Mayci shaked slightly causing Henry to notice the empty water bottle in her hands, if he was angry before, he was furious now.
"What the fuck?!" Henry shouted, his words obviously not thought through. The three girls looked at eachother and burst out laughing, before Livvy spoke her voice low and obviously teasing as she pointed at the girl on the end of the row. "It was Mayci"
Henry's eyes shot back to Mayci, who looked less amused and more scared now. Her smile had faded and she looked nervous as Henry stepped towards her. "You fucking bitch." He muttered.
"You fucking bitch." he said again louder this time, And again and again each time taking a step closer to Mayci and when he was mere inches way from Mayci he pushed her, not hard at first but enough to knock her back enough steps. Mayci wanted to say something, but her throat closed up. She couldn't say anything but a single breath escaped her.
Henry noticed this and shoved her again. "Got something to say huh?" "Get off of her." A voice from the side came to the side, when henry heard that he shoved Mayci hard, she tripped backwards and fell over the table behind her, rocking it as she fell on top of it and then off it crashing into the wall.
Mayci wanted to scream, and she tried to but it was more of a pathetic yelp. All she could do was try to hide her tears as she crashed into the wall, it hurt, it hurt so bad.
Henry meanwhile was ignoring her and had turned to face the voice who spoke, it was Monet she had Livvy standing behind her looking shocked, Monet was the opposite she looked angry.
"I let go." Henry spoke harshly, but his voice was quiet as he got close to monet, aggressively close, he was centimetres away from her face.
They both stared at each other, Henry breathing heavily, maintaining eye contact, not breaking it till the door opened and a loud voice was heard, making him retreat and sit back down.
"What is going on here?" The woman who had just come through the door was none other than Mrs Keen, who had left to go get some new books for no more than 3 minutes.
The class was silent, no one answered or spoke, you could only hear the sounds of Mayci pathetically sobbing on the floor against the wall.
"Whoever did that go stand outside, and Livvy you as well on call is coming to get both of you." Mrs keen spoke as she wobbled over to Mayci on the floor.
Livvy took herself outside and so did Henry, but not before he kicked over a chair and muttered curses under his breath.
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