A Racer and A Thug

A Racer's Day

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm. It blared its annoying noise, telling me that it was 7 o'clock and that I had to get ready for school. Groaning, I reached my arm out and quickly shut it off. Slowly but surely, I was mentally preparing myself to get up and face the day.

I sat up and swung my legs over the bed so they touched the cold floor. With only a white tank top and boxers, I instantly shivered. That was enough motivation to get up and get ready. I took a quick shower and started to get dressed.

I didn't wear my regular red jacket and goggles, it was too noticeable, what if someone saw my outfit and told the cops that a street racer was attending school? Actually all of Fairy Tail didn't wear their usual outfits, especially Levy because of school rules. I put on a black jacket over a white shirt with pale blue jeans and then put on my cheap red and white sneakers.

I fixed myself some frozen waffles while quickly trying to get last minute homework done. I tried working on it last night, but I was so exhausted from training with Lucy that I passed out. Grabbing my grey book bag, I slung a strap over my shoulder, locked my apartment door, and made my way to the parking lot where my silver car was. Instantly reverting to my other side, I started the car and drove off.

As I arrived to school I could already see my friends. But my happy mood vaporized as I spotted Vex and his friends. I glared at my bullies, wishing they could burn and I'd never have to see them. As I parked my car, I closed my eyes and just felt like disappearing.

Time to get this over with.

Opening my door, I felt myself turn cowardly and shy. Glancing here and there I was cautious of where I went, determined to get to my friends before anyone who didn't like me decided to drag me to the bleachers by the football field and give me a beating.

I saw Mirajane, Levy, and Gray all talking in the distance. I hated that I had to keep relying on them, but I couldn't bring myself to stand up for myself. I've wanted to for so long but every time I was faced with a problem, I told myself to back off. I'm too weak to handle this, is what I keep telling myself, but I know that's not true.

As I was walking, I felt someone grabbed my left shoulder. I already knew who it was before he even had to turn me around to face him.

"Where'd you think you're going?" Vex sneered. I didn't answer, mostly because he dragged me off before I could do anything.

Not to my surprise, he dragged me to the bleachers by the football field. No one goes here unless to make out or beat someone up. Vex threw me forward so I could stumble. I quickly faced him, fear relevant in my eyes. But my fear seemed to amuse him even more.

"Are you already about to cry?" Vex asked sarcastically while cracking his knuckles. "I haven't even given you a beat down yet." He advanced on me with clenched fists. I realized that it was just him and me here so he probably didn't want any witnesses, regardless if they helped in my beat downs or not.

I was about to protest for him to stop while he was ahead but he was too fast and I felt pain reach my left cheek. I reeled back, holding my cheek on reflex only to feel pain on my right side. I had no idea what causes a bully to do the things he does but for some reason they do and the weaklings suffer from it.

I need to fight back! But I can't!

"He's in there somewhere." I heard Lucy's voice say. "If you bought him out once you can do it again."

She was right. Though I only had one lesson with her, I knew that I needed to bring out the other me if I wanted to survive this. As Vex kept beating on me, I did my best to breathe evenly trying to awaken my "punk side" as Lucy called it.