A Spitting Image

From Hell and Back

-DJ's POV-

Today was back to school... We haven't been going to school for a while because of an on going blizzard, but I'm not looking forward to being there, I'd much rather prefer to do it online, mostly because I can stay home and I won't have to move.

"Hey! DJ, Emma! Get ready for school!" I heard Kenny yell.

"Do I have to?" Emma whined back.

"She means Okay!" I said pushing Emma out of bed.

"Whatever, just get ready!" I heard him say in response, most likely from downstairs.

"Come onnnnn, can't we just skip today?" She asked.

"No Emma, school is back in and we will be there. You have had to many cuddle-times on the couch with Brandon" I responded with courage.

"You haven't been doing any better, how has Kenny been rubbing off on you?" She asked.

I laughed with sarcasm and made sure Emma got dressed. I looked down at my amazing outfit consisting of grey sweatpants, navy blue converses and one of Preston's t-shirts.

Emma was wearing her usual outfit consisting of black leggings, black vans and a DJ Skellex shirt.

"DJ?"

"Wassup?

"Do you know what DJ Skellex is?"

NOT ANOTHER PUN

"What is he?"

"A dead beat...." She said with a gigantic smile. This one made me laugh
and I made sure the half-sleeping Emma made it downstairs in one piece.

We left for school in a matter of minutes and then quickly arrived at the old building.

"What's first?" Emma asked.

"Espanõl" I said nudging her.

"Nu! I don't want too!" Emma groaned.

"Too bad! And no playing hooky!" Kenny said truthfully.

"What's hooky?" Emma said with confusion.

"It's when you skip school without a good reason." I said walking into the building.

"Oh.... But hooky sounds fun! Not going to school? That's something I'm interested in!" Emma said walking faster to catch up.

"Too bad. Babe, come on, we can't be late for class... Again...." Brandon said tugging Emma. I groaned.

We arrived to Mrs. Algiers, the Spanish teacher. (I used a random word in my hot bar for her name... DONT QUOTE ME ON THIS)

"You are late!" I'm assuming she said, but in Spanish.

"Sorry..." I said.

She scowled.

"Espanõl!" She said expecting me to re-say sorry in Spanish.

We sat down and waited in the boring class for an hour then went to science, then math, and so on, until lunch, but that's when things went down...

We got down to lunch but I didn't eat... I couldn't, you know why? It was too busy laying on the ground from Morris, a jerky dude in my grade.

"Hey Bags! Get over here!" He called out.

"My name isn't Bags! That's a horrible nickname too, at least be creative. And why should I listen to you?" I shouted.

"Because Bags, I can take you down easy peasy, and you know that, don't you Bags?" He said, digging his elbow into my back.

I said nothing...

"I said, right Bags?" He said kicking me.

"Actually no! No Morris! You couldn't take me, not you and your stupid group of kids! So back off before I throw a punch!" I said swinging around looking him in the eye.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"You heard it loud and clear! And listen closely, while you can! My name isn't Bags!" I said standing up, but he was easily taller than me, and he looked tougher, but we both knew that if we got into a fight, I would win.

"Well let's see how hard your punch is Bags! I'm wide open!" He said with a smirk.

"You asked for it!" I said, then I swung, but someone else swung first, and it wasn't him....

I fell to the ground, hardly able to breath, everyone had left the lunchroom by the time I was punched, so no one was there to help me. They kept kicking, punching, and all I could do was lay there helplessly, only with my cold, dead hands, beaten recklessly...

I am so sorry... I was so busy getting Emma to do her chapter I forgot to publish mine, so... Here it is! If Emma is around and she has time hers may be today... (Depending on where you live)
But she will hopefully get it done and published soon after mine... If not I'm sorry... I will punish her for you guys! In the comments tell me if I should!
And plot twist!
NO SMOKE BOMBS!
...Cuz I'm lazy...