Wild riders

Fight

         

I hate Monday's. I know it's a typical thing to say but it's true. I have the worst subjects on Monday. It's period three and I'm in Geography. I honestly find no point in it, I mean if I want to know where a country is I'll check a map or even google it.

Bing Bing Bing

The bell pulls me from my thoughts and takes me from this dreadful lesson. I stay in my seat till the class has left as I usually do. I don't like to have to deal with people. I'm confident at the races but you need to be otherwise you'll be trampled. I keep to myself and Jesse at school.

There's a lot of noise coming from the halls. Exiting the classroom, students gathered around two people I can't quite see the faces of.

"You're such a dumb little shit you know that!" One of the voice yells.

"L- leave me alone" I know that voice.

"Jess!" I yell from behind the crowd of people. Trying to push through

"Oh look your slutty friend is coming to save you" the boys voice again. I'm not a slut. Jesse's fist close to contact with the boys face. But he blocks it and next thing I see. His fist is colliding with Jesse's jaw and he's dropped to the ground.

"Jessie!" I scream running over to him, kneeling down beside him his head resting in my lap.

"Oh look it's the slut" this boy doesn't know how to shut his mouth.

"If I was you I'd shut you mouth before I shut it for you"

"Ohh, I like them feisty" he winks at me. I think I'm going to be sick.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" I spit. My eyes look down at Jess whose still occupying my lap making sure he's okay.

"Oh sorry did I hurt your feelings?" I want to punch the pout off his lips.

"I would stop before you make this situation worse" I reply

"Oh and how are you going to do that?" He laughs

"Let's just say I know some people" with that I have Jesse up onto his feet and we're walking down the hall.

Coming to a door leading to the field luckily no one is around. Letting go of Jesse's wrist, my hands reach up to his face. Moving his head around to inspect the wound.

"Jess are you okay? I can't believe he said that to you! I swear to god if that guy even looks at you in a rude way I'm going to bash the shit out of him!" His hands grab my wrist pulling them from my face.

"It's okay. I'm fine"

"Why did you try to punch him Jess?" I begin to pace back and forth hands running through my hair.

"He called you a- a slut! I'm not going to just let him say that a- about you!" I've never heard him speak in this much disgust.

"Well thank you Jess. But next time please think before you act" my eyes stare into his. He nods.

"Promise me Jess" my eyes not leaving his.

"I promise Aves"