Dodge Them Balls

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  I felt two big hands shake me lightly to stir from my unconscience drunk induced state. The headache began to set in and my sea sickness began to wake with me as I began to open my eyes.

I dont remember anything from last night expect the beautiful green tint the abinsthe placed on me. I slowly opened my eyes, no tint, all normal expect pretty blurry. There was a man over me, it looked like Eliots shape but I couldn't tell. "Alex..." His voice rang softy, hovering over me. My eyes finally went into focus, it was Eliot.

His hair was all fluffy and messed up, and had nothing but a undershirt and suit pants on. He looked a bit hungover himself. "mmm....what happened?" I asked, rubbing my eyes, sitting up. I was still at the bar, on the couch. "I can't remember... I got drunk with you apparently and I woke up, cuddling you." Eliot explained. "We got to go though, it's 8:40, we are going to be late for class." I sort of liked the idea of Eliot cuddling me. Wait, class-Shit! "Fuck!" I exclaimed, jumping up, ignoring my head ache as much as possible. I got some water and popped a Alka Seltzer in the water and dashed off into my room.

I looked at all the clothes that Margo had supplied me the previous night before. I might as well look as nice as I can. I do look like shit right now. I quickly brushed out my hair, put on some lipstick, eyeliner and mascara. I looked myself over and put on black shoes and walked out. I took my Alka Seltzer, but Eliot already left. I gathered my books and walked to class, luckily I shown up right as Mr. Fogg walked in. The gang was already sitting in there usual spots and I took my designated seat next to Eliot. "Well Meeeeyooowwww" Margo grinned as she looking me over. Eliot looked me over as well and chuckled. And class began.


By the time our class was over, I began to wander the halls. I was curious of what else was here I didn't know about. This was the first time I was alone from the group, and maybe it's the for the better. I'm already getting drunk and cuddly.... Especially with a man that has no feelings toward women yet I have great feelings for him. I hate this, I need to get him off my mind. Maybe meet some other people.

Ugh but socializing... Fuck it. Let's just explore. I walked past a magic game of dodge ball in the gym. Wow, this is Harry Potter. The kids actually looked jock like, like maybe they were on the team. I watched them for a bit and then one of the tall, beefed up, pretty boy guys came over to me. Striking blue eyes and blonde hair. "You're not from around here are you?" He spoke in a deep gravelly tone. "No....I'm Alex." I introduced myself quietly. I tried to show no shyness to them, since I didn't go in knowing them or what they could do to me. "Hmmm...Well..Alex...." He spoke, studying me as he took a step closer. "You're lucky you might just be my type, in a odd, nerdy.......Cast out way." he chuckled.

Oh boy this is bad. "Well you're not mine so back off." I said defensively. "Ohhhh shes got fire." He smirked as he took another step. Shit, shit shit, what is happening. "I said stop." I said sternly. "Oh, come ooooon. Guys look at her, skinny as a twig.....So defenseless, and new......" He laughed. All his buddies stopped playing dodge-ball, looking at me and began to laugh. "And you have a small dick." I spat back. "Ooooohhhh!" His friends called. "Now now honey, you really," The man began to stride over to me, "Really," I took a step back, "Really, do not, want to piss me off, sweetheart." He purred as he took the step with me and grabbed my ass. I gasped. I wanted to scream. "What a little bitch!" One of his friends laughed and approached me. The blonde with his hand currently groping my behind smirked. "She is."

I got enough fear and anger boiled up in me something was about to snap, something I couldn't control. "Get. Bent." I bellowed, as I took his hand and shoved it off of my behind. His buddy wrapped his arms around me from behind, and grabbed my arms, locking them to his so I couldn't move them or fight back. He nipped my ear, "Oooohhh you like to give a fight, don't you, Lexi?" He whispered and licked my earlobe.

"GET OFF OF HER!" Eliot yelled and his hands were going into a position to start flaming, but by the time he was doing that. I snapped. It was too late. All the dodgeballs came flying at them, from the closets and the ones they had been playing with and my whole body set aflame. The guy holding back yelped and his arms were chard but my clothes and myself were not damaged, whilst everyone else got beaten by dodge balls with black eyes and some burning. All besides me and Eliot. The jackasses began to run away and all the dodgeballs fell to the ground in mid-air. My hands were balled in fists, as my flame went out. I looked over at Eliot as he stared at me, wide eyed in shock. "Alex are you-" He started, sounding concerned but I pushed right past him and went into my room, shutting the door behind me, I curled up in a ball on my bed.

I actually believed I was safer here than I was in New York. Apparently, I am wrong. I began to shake. I should've never put my trust in this place.

A few minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. I cautiously walked over and cracked it open. Eliot. "Hey...." He said softly. I looked down and opened the door all the way. He took a step in my room and hugged me tight. I hugged back and didn't let go. I buried my face to his chest and just enjoyed his embrace and began to calm down. "They are getting expelled....." Eliot spoke up after a few minutes of just standing there and comforting me. "Won't have any memory of what happened, however they will wake up in prison for assault..." I just nodded into his chest. "It is really safe here, Alex...Especially with us. It won't happen again here." He soothed. "I don't know...." I mumbled. "I know you and the gang, they are safe but....here...." He rubbed my back, "Weird shit happens here but that is the first time a actual assault happened in this school. We usually watch who we bring in to make sure we don't get anyone like that...Maybe they snapped." He explained. I shrugged. He pulled away slightly and tilted my head up to look at him. I looked in his eyes and they were deeply concerned. "I'm okay Eliot." I let out a small smile. He nodded slowly.

"I have something to propose to you..." Eliot began. "Let me hear it." I countered. "Margo and I have a pact, that is to never let anyone or anything come between us because we are best friends. I don't know you that well but I already seem to trust you enough to propose that pact with her and I." Eliot explained, "That is if you want that." I was quiet surprised, admittedly. "But why not Quentin, or Alice...Or someone you've known longer?" I asked. Eliot laughed, "Quentin will drop anything and everything for Alice if its a chance to get his dick wet, his main focus is her." I couldn't help but to laugh. "I want that..." Eliot nodded, "Just don't break it, please." I shook my head. "I promise I won't." Eliot nodded carefully, treading carefully, he seemed unsure. I hugged him again, "Thank you..." It meant so much to me someone actually cares. Eliot slowly hugged back and smiled. I know he could tell. "Now, enough with this chick flick shit, lets do something, this is booooooring." Eliot complained and pulled away. "Agreed, what shall we do?" I asked. Mr. Fogg, knocked on my open door and took a step in, "Oh...Hi Mr. Fogg." I smiled. "Alex, are you okay? I heard what happened and I'm deeply sorry-" Mr. Fogg started. "Well, they are sorry now. I'm okay,really." I interrupted, smiling at him. Mr. Fogg hesitated but nodded in agreement, "If you need anything, let me know, I'm always in my office." And walked off. Margo entered the room, "Why, aren't you getting all the attention today?" She teased. I chuckled, "Hi Margo." I smiled. "No wonder those guys wanted a piece of you, just look at you!" She grinned playfully and smacked my ass. I have to admit, I did expect that. I rolled my eyes as Eliot snickered. He wrapped his arms around the both of our shoulders. "Come on, lets make some havoc."  

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