Bad Girl In Glasses

Chapter 11- Why Do Schools Feed Of Fights?

Jay refused to tell me why he had come to my doorstep, batted and bruised, that one night. Every-time I would bring the subject up, he would change the topic instantly; heightening my curiosity to it's peek.

The next day, Jay had forced me into letting him come to school with me. He claimed that I needed protection. From what, I was still clueless. 

I had been completely oblivious into realizing, he was going to be a complete pain in the ass; the entire time. Because if I had known, I would never have dared considering him coming.

"Jay" I gritted out, annoyed, whilst walking into the schools hallway.

Everyone was staring, there widened eyes glued both of us. I had come to the conclusion, that it was because a person such as Jay, wanted anything to do with a nerd, such as myself.  Or maybe it was because he was holding my bag and my books for me.

 "Is this necessary?" I questioned, nodding to his arm, which was slung over my shoulder.

Smiling widely, he nodded. "Yep" He said, popping the 'p'.

groaning, I tried pushing at his arm but he wouldn't budge. If I hadn't been in this stupid disguise, I would be kicking his ass right now. 

"Why?" I questioned, genuinely confused by his actions. Never was Jay known for showing public affection, even if it was just for a friend. It was just... different. 

"So this way, everyone will know not to touch you." he stated, shrugging as if it was nothing. Yet, his words only raised my annoyance. I could easily protect myself and he knew that. Even so, I could be the one protecting him. If anything, his actions made me feel, weak, vulnerable... everything I wasn't. And at the very least, I did not like it a single bit. 

"I never had a problem before" I retorted, raising a skeptical eyebrow.

He lent down, so I was the only one, able to hear his words.

"That was because everyone knew better then to mess with a bad girl. But now you're a wittle nerd. You're a perfect target" he hummed, this time, he raised his eyebrow. Breathing out in annoyance, I knew that he was right. And that annoyed me the most because I felt utterly useless and defenseless.

Sighing, we continued walking, his arm still hooked around me. I couldn't help but notice the way his hand lingered against my shoulder, his fingers messaging small circles soothingly.

It felt...strange.

As we walked passed the many lingering gazes, I had missed one in particular.

Colton.

He was staring at me with such intensely, I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed when he begun taking long strides towards us. And I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed him shoving into Jay, so hard, my phone, my papers, all my contents in Jay's hands flying everywhere. Had been truly been staring at me before, or was the source Jay? 

My eyes glanced down at my necklace, dangling from his pocket. I fought the urge to rip it away, because if I did, he'd know that I was the person listening in on there conversation. Gulping down hard, I looked away. 

Instantly the atmosphere became tense, when Colton set his eyes on Jay. Colton's eyes lit with realization, his face flush with heated anger.

"You" Colton gritted out of his teeth, his eyes connecting with Jay's tense ones.

I had never seen Jay so serious, before. He had always been so care free and kind, that it had been a shock to even me.

"Me" Jay spoke boldly, a daring smile wide against his lips. And I had almost mistaken Jay for someone ells at that moment because never had I seen him so devoid from playfulness. It was completely out of his character, to act with such maturity. Strange. 

"You made a big mistake, Colton. Ordinary people live and learn. You just live." Jay said, tilting his head to the side tauntingly. I merely watched them in confusion. What were they talking about?

"If I want your opinion, I'll ask you to fill out the necessary forms " Colton retorted, his lips forming a scowl of disgust. Un-clenching and clenching his fists by his sides, I understood his actions because I had done them myself. He was getting ready to fight Jay. 

Jay took a threatening step forward, getting dangerously close in Colton's personal space. Rolling his eyes, Colton looked down at Jay in amusement; as if he thought of Jay as a child. Standing to his fall extended height, Colton smirked down at Jay challenging. 

"I wonder...would you care, if he took your Grandparents from you, like he did your Mum? Would you care if he took everything from you? Your home. Your rights. Your family. Your friends--" Jay stared at Colton, and I winced at Jay's words. It was clear to me that he stood no chance against someone like Colton, yet he continued anyways.  "--Everything." suddenly Jay was slammed against the locker from behind him, Colton's hands fisting into Jay's shirt collar.

I couldn't help but think, as if I was just a shadow in the corning. No one noticed me, let alone glanced in my direction. And as much as I wanted to intervene, It was Colton's and Jay's fight. Not mine.  

"You don't know a thing about me!" Colton growled, grabbing the attention of everyone around us. People slowly began raising there phones, videoing the entire scene. There eyes were wide with excitement, as there eyes drilled in onto the scene. But they all knew who would win. After all, Colton was  trained fighter and won almost every match.  

He was the Bad Boy, known for his brutality and his lack of mercy. Of course Colton would win. He would always win. And all that Colton seemed to care about within this moment, was inflicting pain on Jay. A lot of pain. 

Colton suddenly swung his fist at Jay's nose, a sickening crunch becoming known; taking everyone of guard by his force. But I understood, that he was capable of much more then that. After all, I did fight against him. And I knew that it was as if playing with a child. He was going easy on Jay, even if he may have broken his nose.  

Yet, Jay smiled through the blood, not seeming affected by the impact of Colton's fist. This wasn't Jay. And to think he was completely different person, moments before Colton's confrontation. But it somewhat made sense to me, though. Of course Jay wasn't going to act kind and selfless (Like he normally did) around someone like Colton. 

"You've made a grave mistake, turning your back on him. And when he finds you, he'll strip you of everything you once had" Jay said, smirking widely, as if he enjoyed the idea. Now that, was completely out of Jay's character. Jay would never find pleasure out of someone ell's pain. 

Colton's piercing eyes suddenly turned to me, taking me of guard. In that moment, I felt as though everything stopped around us, as his dangerous eyes locked with mine. This moment took me back to the first time I saw him, In the boxing match, as his eyes entranced me. 

He opened his mouth a couple times, simmering for words but nothing seemed to be spoken. Narrowing his eyes, he growled softly in annoyance. Running his hand through his hair, he messed it lazily. 

"Who are you?" He gritted out, his eyes narrowing at me. His eyes scrunched in confusion and annoyance.

 It was only now, that I questioned his words. There was a deeper depth to his words, I couldn't seem to place. Maybe there was more to me, that even I couldn't know.

Why was Jay back? And what was Damon planning against me? 

There was much more to this, that was beyond my understanding. I was only just brushing the crust of the story. 

But I knew once I understood, there was no more going back. No more running.

A war was unraveling.

 And maybe, when the time came, the only person I could trust was Colton himself. 

maybe.

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A.N

Two updates in a day? I must have to much time aha

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