BlackOuts

Chapter 16: Flight or Fight?

Nikki's P.O.V I'm sitting inside Fran's yoghurt shop eating a chocolate yoghurt when suddenly the top of my beanie feels ice cold and wet. I see something white slide down past my shoulder. Suddenly, I hear three laughs and it doesn't take me long to figure out that it's none other than the Tripod of Terror. I look up and see that I'm right. Madison, Evelyn and Kaitlyn are standing over me. Madison has a smirk on her face, and an empty yogurt cup in her hand. She looks down at me with fake pity and says," oh no! I am so sorry Nicole, I guess my yoghurt is attracted to geeks, but it wasn't a total waste, the yoghurt actually made your outfit look better". She's still smirking at me. It's that moment that something inside me snaps, I'm tired of her ass, tired of her and her bitch ass crew, I'm tired of not doing anything about it. I fly out my seat and tackle Madison head on. She screams and goes falling to the floor. I'm on top of her. My fist cocks back and slams into her nose, then into her eye. Words start flying out of my mouth," you're the bitch! you hear me whore! you are!". I pull her up by her hair, and slam her across one of the tables, she goes flying onto the floor with a hard thud. I get up, so does she. She comes at me, but I hold both of her fists into my palms. I slam my knee up into her stomach, I hear the air whoosh! out of her. Her fist connect to my cheek and eye, the pain hurts but goes away to a dull throbbing, at least for me anyway, for Madison, I hope her's last all week. We separate, it takes me a minute but I see that our fight has drawn a crowd. A couple of people have cell phones out. I stand facing Madison, breathing hard, she's doing the same. I know that this fight is far from over. She flies towards me and knocks me down. I slam my knee upwards against her chin. She grimaces in pain. I kick her off me, and get her into a headlock. There's a ringing in my ears and that's all I hear, not the crowd screaming. I slam my left foot down onto Madison's left ankle. She lets out a loud wail of pain. I'm about to give her what she's deserved about her whole entire high school years, when I hear my name. "- ikki! , Nikki, stop! let go of her! Nicole Rosetta Alvarez stop this now!!!!". I feel arms wrap around my waist. I kick and scratch, but they won't let go. I'm about to give this person, a piece of my mind, when I'm placed down on my feet. I spin around to face my attacker, and when I see who it is, I can practically feel all the blood drain from my face. It's Shane, and man does he look pissed.