Christmas Eve

Chapter 2:

Chapter 2:

"Stop!!!" he yelled.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I spat out as I looked at him wide eyed. His nose was bleeding straight down, as if he got into a fight. "Why is your nose bleeding?" I asked him and hurriedly went to him fidgeting with my sling bag and searching for a napkin to clog his nose with. "Here," I handed out to him. "Clog this on your nose." I said. He did as I said and then I hurriedly took his arm. "Where's the nurse's office?"

"I'm fine." he managed to say under the tissue paper on his nose that almost was as long going to his mouth. "You don't need to bring me in there, I can take care of my ownself." he said.

"I wouldn't want you to just leav that alone little boy, that's just freaking dumb you know, and you know what your pretty dumb, i-i--iff you could have just told your nose not to bleed then it would have been alright and I would have already left." I told him.

"Yeah, because you wouldn't care if the person actually ran after you right?" he asked as he took out the tissue off his nose. "You wouldn't even care if it was your parent's running after you because you don't care about other people, about how they feel."

"Are we really going back to this conversation again?" I asked. "Because the last time this happened, I think I smacked your face off that table when everyone was looking at us, great that I didn't have to ruin your image by really doing it."

"And you could have done it?" he asked. "Could you have really smacked my face on that table?"

"Want me to do that right now?" I challenged. "Because this time I think some of your teeth would fall off if I bang your head on the lockers right now, there pretty much a little bit of metal and steel because of the look, which will it be?" I asked.

"Try me." he said and put his arms out and grinned at me.

The bell rang before I could put his face near the lockers, but I did manage to get to pull him into a firm grip. "Lucky bastard!" I spat at him and let him go. "Nice to see you again hall freaking asshole monitor, hope the next time I see you again someone would have already given you a black eye for your freaking insanity." I said.

"Hey Walter!" a girl with a tight shirt pushing her boobs up to show her cleavage said running towards us.

"Guess that's my signal of saying I should go away now right?" I said putting my hands up as if I was saying surrender, but that was just plain playing around with him.

"No, that's my signal of saying, see ya later little girl!" he said and waved off as he walked towards the girl.

"Lucky bastard." I grumbled.

I walked to my locker at the end of the day.

"So..." she pointed at me. "I heard that you and Walter Campbell are actually hanging out? Is that true?" she asked.

"Um," Should I lie or not? "So what is it?" she asked. "Because I've definitely seeing you hanging around with him, and well Sandy was talking to it with the cheerleaders, she's definitely making you an enemy." she said. "So you better watch your back if your not gonna tell me."

"Just saying..." I started. "I don't like Walter."

"Seriously?" she asked."Are you blind? Or are you some kind of serial killer wanting to kill all the hot guys in other schools all at once that's why you came here?" she smiled. "Joke!" she laughed. "Just warning you that's all, if you don't want to tell me at all, go ahead, but I'm just warning you, she could throw a sock at you a mile away from here." she chuckled.

"Your seriously thinking that I'm going to laugh at that?" I asked stiffly looking at her. The people had started exiting there classrooms and started heading to there lockers. Girls started sprawling around where there boyfriends were and started nibbling on each of there necks.

God! Is this day going to get any worse! "Get a room!" I yelled at the couple by the side. The boy turned around and then I was looking at his green eyes, his little crooked nose, and his red cheeks. He gave me a small smile and then decided to look back at his girlfriend, they were talking. Talking about what?  Me?

"Hello?!" Kimberly nudged my arm over so that I slipped back to my locker and slipped back into reality. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked.

"Um what were you saying again?" I asked her, still taking little glances and peeks at Walter.

"Ugh! Again, all I was saying was that, she has a bad arm, and she is definitely not head cheerleader type. So yeah... That's all, no need to go on defender about her, gawd! I thought you were different from these other girls." she said and tightened her fists around.

"I am different." I stated, in a matter of factly tone.

"Whatever." she mumbled lightly. I stopped looking at her, getting irritated every second she grumbled something or hissed something under her breath. Walter was just closing his locker and starting to kiss his girlfriend's forehead. The girlfriend walked away with him not behind her. Where the hell was he going then? That asshole!

"Seriously? Your going to be like this?" she asked. "Fine! Fine!" she wailed. "Ignore me all the time then, because tomorrow I'll be definitely not be here because of you." she yelled. "Gawd!" she yelled.

"Your pathetic." I exhaled.

"What did you just say about me?" she asked.

"Your pathetic, dude, no one likes you that much okay, your an attention seeker, so just shut the hell up, I'm trying to listen to something." I said, then looked back again at Walter who was talking to Mr. Collins. 

"You know what! Your just... your just... um..." she bit her lip then bit her nails. "Never mind! But, all I know is that I hate you!!!" she yelled.

"Whatever." I mumbled.

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