Lesson 8: class fight

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Adrian held out his hand, and I gently took it. "Let's walk a bit, shall we?" he asked softly, his voice reassuring. He understood what we were going through, and his gentle approach made everything feel a little less complicated, at least for a moment. I nodded, standing up as he pulled me along.

As we stepped out of the classroom, I could feel eyes on me—especially Felix's gaze, intense and unwavering. I let my gaze wander down the hallway, scanning the scene, and then I saw it. At the fire exit, Veronica was cornered, turning her head uncomfortably as boys from another class tried to touch her against her will.

I tapped Adrian's arm, drawing his attention, and nodded toward Veronica. Before I could say a word, Adrian was already there, moving quickly and purposefully. "HEY!" he shouted, his voice echoing down the hall as he threw a punch at one of the guys harassing Veronica.

I rushed to Veronica's side, pulling her aside to safety as Adrian squared off against the group. But the tension escalated fast. Within moments, more boys from our class and from 11-C joined the brawl, fists flying, shouts filling the air.The hall was chaotic, the shouts and sounds of fists connecting with flesh echoing through the narrow corridor. I pulled Veronica out of the fray, her body tense with fear as Adrian and the others confronted the boys from class 11-C.

"Stay back," I whispered urgently to her, my hands firm on her shoulders. "We need to get you out of here." But Veronica's eyes were locked on the scene, her face pale. She was too shaken to move.

Adrian stood tall, his posture aggressive as he faced off with the boys from 11-C. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were hard with determination. The guy he'd punched staggered backward, but two others stepped forward, ready to retaliate. The hall was growing tighter, and there was no room to escape.

One of the boys from 11-C lunged at Adrian, throwing a wild punch. Adrian dodged just in time, his reflexes quick, and countered with a sharp right hook that landed square on the guy's jaw. The guy stumbled back, clearly dazed, but another one took his place, swinging his fist at Adrian's side.

I could barely keep track of the moves anymore—the space between us and the fight seemed to close faster than I could process. The boys from 11-F were now fully involved, each one picking their target, and the tension between the two classes was palpable.

Felix was among the 11-F boys, his focus sharp as he exchanged blows with one of the larger boys from 11-C. He dodged a wild punch, stepping to the side with a speed that made my heart race. Felix grabbed the guy's arm mid-swing, twisting it behind his back in one smooth motion and slamming him into the lockers with a loud crash.

"Stay out of this!" Felix shouted, his voice carrying through the chaos as another boy tried to charge at him. He sidestepped, his movements precise, and knocked the kid off balance. With one swift motion, Felix kicked the guy's legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. "Dammit, Felix," I muttered under my breath, watching as he effortlessly took down his opponent. But the chaos was far from over.

Adrian was still fighting, his back pressed against the row of lockers as he tried to fend off the guys from 11-C. A punch from behind caught him off guard, sending him stumbling forward. His hand shot out instinctively to catch himself, but as he turned around to face his attacker, a second boy from 11-C rushed him from the side, grabbing him by the arm and attempting to throw him to the floor.

But Adrian wasn't going down that easily. With a growl, he twisted his body, slamming his elbow into the guy's stomach. The boy doubled over, gasping for air, but Adrian didn't let up. He followed up with a quick jab to the guy's face, and the boy went down, his body crumpling to the floor.

Despite Adrian's quick thinking, the fight wasn't over. More 11-C boys were piling in, the hall echoing with the sound of punches and grunts. I tried to push through the chaos to get back to Adrian, but a group of 11-C boys noticed me and stepped into my path.

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