Breaking Restrictions.

Plot 3: "I didn't mean it that way!"

~Nathan~

I stood up stretching as dawn was near. Dinner was almost ready, and from what Uncle said, I better be there early. I walked out of the room, without looking, and crashed into someone, seeing papers flying every where, with two, "OWW!" 's. I looked next to me, and found this chubby kid on the ground, and saw that his binder had mine as well exploded.

"Oh, sorry man. Didn't see you there." I said, standing up and put my hand out for him to grab, but he didn't bother to acknowledge me. He kept his head down, as if to hide himself, and my eyebrows furrowed. "Garry? Is that really you?"

Garry looked up at me, and his eyes widen with a huge smile crossing his face. "Oh thank God Nathan it's you! I thought you were another bully!" He jumped up, and wrapped his arms around me, giving me a huge hug, literally lifting me off the ground.

"Alright bud that's...wait. Another bully? Who the hell is bullying you Garry? You tell me right now, and I will kick his ass, no questions about it!" I told him sternly, but he only looked down.

"No one cuz, I got to fight my own battles." He told me, and bent down picking up his papers.

"Nice ass," One senior boy said, passing by with a group of his friends and they all laughed. I couldn't stop myself as I hollered out, "Hey! Asshole!"

The senior turned around asking, "You talking to me, bitch?" I don't know what it was, but it didn't seem like he was going to call me that, but was pressured to do so. It wasn't supposed to be in that particular sentence, but he couldn't take it back then.

"What the hell do you think douche? Don't pick on my cousin or I'll kick your ass." I told him, standing up tall as he was doing, and I didn't care that he was almost a foot higher, and had bigger arms. He was my family, and I wasn't going to go against my word to him.

"No, Nathan it's okay." Garry told me with all his scattered papers in his hands.

"Yeah, take his advice kid so you won't get your ass beat to a pulp." With that, the senior walked to Garry and hit his binder down again.

"GRRRRAAAHHH!" I roared, and couldn't contain myself anymore. I pounced on that kid like a puma, I hit him in the face while he was down and in shock, thrusting my entire body with the blows, trying to put as much pressure in every hit. Finally the senior pushed me off him, and stood up with me following his lead, as a crowd of kids formed, hollering, "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!!"

That kid got me good in the face three times, but after that I saw the forth coming. I jumped down, then pushed him back with all my might like the football players do, and he fell back over the coffee table. I stood up ready for the next attack, but when the kid didn't get back up, I walked over to him. I stared at his closed eyes, and whispered, "Oh shit."

"Alright, pick him up and take him back to his room. He will be better in a day or two!" The school president said, walking into the room. He was a true Indian guy, and had the accent and everything. It was awesome! "You, get your ah-ss back into your room and shower!" The president grinned as he walked back into the hallway, and the group of friends that the kid I beat up was with, had grabbed him and dragged him back to his room. Hopefully.

"Damn kid, you got some talent within ya, ain't ch-ew?" Lacy said, smiling and chewing on a piece of gum.

"Nathan, I told you that you didn't have to. I could of handled it myself, but you stepped in real fast before I got my chance." Garry said, trying to prove to me that he really was going to do something but he was to much of a nice guy for that kind of thing. If anything, he would of solved it by talking, and they would of ended up walking all over him.