This study lab is helpful, the last three weeks have been stressful, with finals in two months. But I get my homework done. Chris hasn't talk to me much, but it turns out Miky also go's to palisade.
So we eat lunch together. As I walk out of the study lab room a small hand touches my shoulder. I turn around with my fake smile.
Tucker's little girl toy looks up at me with a look of pure hate.
"You need to back off of tucker. He is mine. I will beat the shit out of you if you don't stop talking to him and the boys."
I laugh at her. I know I'm supposed to play innocent, but this bitch is testing my limits.
"Oh and I suppose he told you to say that?" I smile while watching her reaction closely.
"No. But I don't want him to think that he should be with a trashy piece of shit like you. You probably can't even take a punch you dumb bitch!" That's when I snap.
Call me all the names you want but don't ever fucking threaten me. I ball my fist and slam it into her face. She throws a small punch barley hitting my jaw.
I throw at least four more punches all hitting her in the face. When suddenly a pair of strong hands pulls be backwards.
"Jesus! Calm down Izzy." I hear Derek say. I breath out slowly as to calm my heart rate.
The bimbo leans forward blood streaming down her face. I smile triumphantly, knowing full well that she wouldn't mess with me anytime soon.
"Izzy you can't hit her she is--" I cut Derek off,
"Tuckers girl, I know. she threatened me so i punched her." he rolls his eyes and walks away. I turn to see a slankish boy staring at me .
"Damn. Where did you learn to kick ass like that?" The unknown voice says to me. I turn to see a mid height boy with brown hair and brown eyes is looking at me in awe.
"Umm. A place.." I stutter. He smiles and offers me his hand after introducing himself.
"I'm James. You're Izzy right?" I shook my head yes and he smiled again. we were headed towards the front door and when I realized I was leaving an hour early.
I stopped in my tracks and looked at James suspiciously, wondering why he was leaving.
"Hey! i have class in five minuets." he smiled and waved good bye. I turned around and walked to Spanish where I was almost a minute late.
Mr. J starts our lecture and I zone out. I hate Spanish anyway. When the bell finally rings I get up and leave for the day.
Since JROTC is every other day i didn't have it today. Sadly...
"Izzy! You want a ride home?" I turn to see Jake smiling at me with question in his eyes.
"Sure, are you guys playing football today?" I ask as we head towards his 98' Chevy pick up.
"Yeah, that's why I offered since I was headed there anyway. Why, wanna watch?"
I roll my eyes and chuckle. I wanna play so bad but if they know that I can handle myself then they might treat me different. The drive is short and when we pull into the drive way, there is a 69' Impala and two trucks similar to Derek's, and a little 2009 Toyota.
I walk into the kitchen and wave to Cherrel. Once I walk into the giant kitchen I am surrounded by 14 Boys, all on the football team.
I wave and grab an apple and start cutting it when someone comes up behind me and slaps my butt! I turn to see Matthew.
I slap him hard on the arm and he yelps in pain. "Matt, did you just cry over a girl hitting you?" tucker mocks Matthew.
"Hey man she can hit! she beat the shit out of your girlfriend earlier!" Matthew says defending himself. With his words comes all eyes on me. I gulp and can feel the heat rushing into my cheeks.
"You broke her nose?" Tucker asks with surprise written all over his face.
"U-uh yeah..." I stutter in response. with all the large football players staring at me I start to fell nervous."Well Damn! that's funny." Tucker laughs. I just shrug hoping to turn the attention off myself.
"Well, I bet she can't play football." some blonde kid randomly states. I feel my smile spreading to my ears.
"Well if I suck at ball, you wouldn't mind letting me play would you?" I challenge. He looks like the quarter back, that's my guess.
"Why not, as long as your not on my team." I nod and run upstairs to put on jeans and tennis-shoes. when I get back down we all head outside to the giant back yard.
I was about to ask about boundaries when I notice yellow lines marked on the grass.
"Derek and I are Team captains, Two-Hand touch? since a girl is joining us." I look up pissed.
"Hey Matthew. I can handle my self, tackle football is fine!" I yell.
"fine." He snorts. As I thought, I am the last picked and I end up on Matthews team.
We set up and I warn Matthew that if he sidelines me I will kick his ass tomorrow.As soon as it starts, I play the little girl card, pretending to be weak, no one would throw me the damn ball so I start being myself.
Matthew throws me the ball and I start to run I pass it to some brunette on my team when I see the Blonde from earlier headed my way.
Derek's team gets the ball and when the blonde starts to head towards the touchdown line, I run with all my might and tackle him to the ground.
He hits it with a loud thud and A groan. When I stand up he rolls over and his nose is bleeding. Woopsie.....
"What the fuck! you broke my nose!" all the guys look at me in Awe. I laugh it off nervously.
"Hey Izzy?" the blonde says.
I look down at him and quietly say, "yeah?" He extends his hand. I thought he was asking for help up, but when I go to pull him up he yanks me down to the ground and starts to attack me.
"Christian, I wouldn't do that." Matthew warns. I feel the fire in my belly and When he go's to flip me onto my back I grab his leg and roll, him flipping on his back, but quickly getting to his feet.
I do the same and he quickly moves to punch but I dodge it and hit him square in the jaw. I yank on his arm and flip him over my shoulder.
He pulls me down and I move quickly to pin him in a choke hold with a side of my knee in his side.
"Fuck. I give!" he taps my knee and I get up still smiling. Everyone starts to clap and I just smirk at the boy who I now know is Christian.
"Hey Christian?" I say kneeling by him. "Don't ever underestimate me. I will win every time."
"Sorry about him.. Has major anger issues." Tuckers says slinging his arm around my shoulders.
"Yea, I got that." I mumble shaking his arm off me and walk inside. Fucking duche......

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A Smile For A Penny (Under Revision)
Ficção Adolescente"We know who we are, but not of what we may be." - Shakespeare