That'll Be The Day

Chapter 3

I laid in my bed, curled in a ball and gently smelling her hoody, a few tears falling from my eyes. Gently rubbing them away with the sleeve, I sniffled and sat up. Might as well return this. I sighed and got up, slowly walking downstairs and to the front door, putting my shoes on. "I'm gonna go to Daniellas for a bit." I called out as I walked out the door, closing it behind me. I slipped off the hoody as I walked, folding it over my crossed arms, just to stay a little bit warm.

As I arrived at her house, I smiled a bit when I saw no cars in the driveway. I folded up the hoody and laid it on the bench on their porch, walking away before anyone could see me. "Samantha? What are you doing here?"

I turned and smiled a bit at Jason. "I was just returning Daniellas hoody."

"Oh. Did you tell Daniella?"

"No, but you can bring it in to her."

"But—"

"Thanks, Jason!" I waved at him and ran down the sidewalk, away from Daniellas and towards the park.

I walked through the school doors by myself, keeping my head down as I walked. This is so weird. Dani and I always walk in together. Dani... I sighed and went to my locker, entering the combo and opening it, immediately met with that same beach picture. Guess I don't need that anymore. I put some books away, taking down the picture and setting it on the bottom of the top shelf in my locker. That way I can't even think about it. The bell rang and I closed my locker, running to my class. Without Dani walking me to class, I don't notice the time. I tried sneaking in but stopped when a voice grumbled. "Samantha, detention after school."

"Yes, sir." I sighed and looked around the classroom. Can't sit next to Dani... I sat in the front row where there was an empty spot. Ugh this sucks. I have no one to talk to, and I'll probably be late to all my classes. This sucks.

"What do you mean you're breaking up with me?!" I closed my locker and ran over. That sounds like Jason. "You can't break up with me."

"Why not?" Dani stared at him, crossing her arms. "I obviously just did."

"I won't let you break up with me." He gripped her arm tightly and started walking away, pulling her with.

"Let me go, Jason! You're hurting me!"

"No."

"She said to let her go." I crossed my arms.

Jason turned and looked at me. Dani kept her head down. "Excuse me?"

"I said... Let. Her. Go." I glared. I don't know what got into me, but I won't let him treat Dani like that.

"Yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?" He gripped her arm tighter and smirked when Dani whimpered.

"I swear, if you hurt her anymore—"

"What? Please, tell me. I want to know what the loser thinks she can do." He laughed, a few people laughing with him. Ouch. I took a deep breath, trying to not make it bother me. "You can't do anything. You're weaker than Dani." He did not just dis her. That's it. I already have detention today, I can get more. I walked over and swung my fist, it connecting with his jaw. That's gonna hurt... For both of us. He stumbled back a bit and let go of Dani.

I looked over at Dani and mouthed "Run." She nodded and ran away, probably getting a teacher.

"Bitch, you did not just do that." Jason growled, walking towards me. Okay, maybe I didn't make the best decision. His fist swung and I ducked, it hitting a locker. He groaned and looked back over at me. "You're definitely paying for this--" A pair of hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back, two guys stepping in front of me.

"If you're gonna fight her, you're gonna have to get through us, first." The taller one growled back at Jason. It's the quarterback and runner. Why would they defend me? I looked behind me to see the receiver. He just smiled at me. Okay...?

"What is going on here?!" The principal yelled.

I stuck my hand up and squeezed past the footballers. "Jason was trying to pick a fight with me..." I pouted, knowing the principal thought of me as sweet and innocent. "He only has a bruise on his chin because of self-defense... The guys were only trying to help me so I didn't get hurt, too."

He frowned and turned to Jason, nostrils flaring. "Young man, you are coming with me." He pulled him away, Jason glaring.

I took a deep breath and turned to the footballers. "Thank you so much... Uh..." I looked at the quarterback.

"I'm Brad." He smiled and jabbed a thumb at the runner. "That's Tom." He jabbed his thumb to the receiver. "And he's James."

"Well thank you, you three. I probably would have ended up dead if you didn't step in."

"We'll walk around school with you the rest of the week, alright? There's no doubt that Jason is going to try and get revenge."

"Thank you, but I don't think—"

"Whether you want us to or not, one of us will always be with you." Brad chuckled.

Oh boy. This is going to be fun.