The Bad Boys Street Fighter Nerd

Chapter 2☺ whats the point of school

I sign as the sound of my phone alarm clock goes off. I turn towards my bedside table and switch the snooze button. I lay there for a few minutes. I couldn't sleep last night due to the pain in my body and the thoughts of my dad coming in for a round two.

My snooze alarm goes off so I hit the off button one last time and get up wobbling to the shower, singing my alarm ringtone Trouble by Taylor Swift

And now I'm laying on the cold hard ground....

I started laughing when a pain hits my stomach. That song sounds like what had happened yesterday I say to myself.

I hop in the shower letting the hot water relax my body. After a few minutes of relaxation I wash my hair with my cheap strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner before hoping out and drying my body.

I stand in my full length mirror tracing my ribs to see if any are broken. I run my finger down my right side when a gush of pain shoots through me. Found one

In the end I found 2 broken ribs. One on my right side and one on the left. Oh and like a billion bruises.

A black bruise formed around my left eye so I added a bit of makeup to hide it

I walk into my room and towards my wardrobe. I pick out a grey sweatshirt and singlet with black skinny jeans and a pair of black vans. I wrap my ribs with a bandage before getting dressed.

By the time I'm finished its 6:00am. Wow I say to myself I got up early today.

Instead of staying home, waiting till its 8:00am I decide to leave grabbing my bag and money and heading out of the door.

I feel like if I stay at home any longer I'll definitely run into my father.

I slowly make my way down the road to star bucks and order a chocolate milkshake with some chocolate cake to for full my hunger.

I sit down at a window seat and rethink my life. What would my life be like if my father wasn't abusive? Would I flinch at sudden movements? Would I be a street fighter? Would my mother be happy?

Speaking of my mother I wonder how she is. I haven't seen her in a few days and its starting to worry me. I hope she's getting all the sleep she can get and eating well.

I go to grab some of my cake when I realise it's gone. Great, now I'm forgetting what I'm doing what's next sleep fighting 😂😂 I start giggling to myself before a waiter comes over.

"Hello I'm Max, how may I help you?, have you finished with your plate or can I get you some more?" He asks politely

Max the waiter looks about my age around 15. He has brown hair thats rocking the bed head look. He's wearing an oversized black singlet showing off his biceps. He's also wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and vans making him look extra sexy.

"Excuse me" he asks lifting my head to look directly at his sparkling blue eyes.

"Like what you see" he asks giggling at the fact I was staring

"Yes in fact I do like what I see and can I please have another piece of the chocolate cake" I reply face palm my self as I admitted that I like his figure

After he stops giggling at my embarrassment he grabs my plate before returning a few miutes later with two cakes.

I said one I say as he lays the two plates on the table

"Who says there both for you" he reply's winking

I look down at my lap as I remember what happend with Jacob