Inseparable (RainbowSnowcone)

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Jack's Pov
I couldn't stop thinking about her. She wouldn't get out of my mind, and it was driving me crazy.

"I can't stop thinking about her."

"I knew it was a bad idea! You needa clean ya head!" screamed Bunny.

"No. I just need some time on my own."

"Maybe see some other girl?" Says Bunny, "Kirsty Marie would be my first bet. She's a babe! I'm telling you now, that girl really --"

"Bunny, stop. The last thing I need right now is a g--"

Bunny's jaw dropped.

From a distance I could see a rainbow haired girl brawling a tall, thin boy with black hair.

"They're having a punch off," Bunny muttered gruffly.

It was one of the strangest things I'd ever seen in my life. What is with this guy and hitting girls?

I walked toward the scene.

"Mate. Don't." Bunny called after me.

I couldn't just stand here and not do anything.
We all knew who would win the fight, biologically.

The next thing I know I was face to face with Pitch Black. "What the **** is wrong with you?" I said.

"Everything," said Pitch. "Your girlfriend here got me expelled. She just. She pisses me off." He spat.

"Mate. Just because your dad's her boss doesn't mean you can hit girls. That's wrong on so many levels."

He mimicked me in a girlish tone. Then threw a fist to my left cheek. I dodged it. Let's just say I've taken 6 years of Karate lessons.

I punched him back in the jaw. "Eugh! Thats gotta leave a mark," said Bunny the bystander.

Toothiana laid cross legged on the ground watching with her wide purple eyes in concern. I looked at her for almost a minute, then Pitch Black knocked me back in the jaw.

"Gettem Jack!" yelled Bunny with two fists hovering below his face.

"A little help here?"

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" Chanted the crowd that had circled around us.

Five whole punches later a teacher had entered the scene.

"THAT IS ENOUGH," yelled Mr. North.

He pushed right between us and grabbed Pitch and I by the arm.

* * *

"Do you boys have anything to say for yourselves?" Said Mr. North, gesturing at Sandy the school Principal. He had his arms crossed and leaning on the desk.

"Sir. He's already expelled," I nodded at Pitch Black.

Sandy made some brief movements with his hands and fingers. It was known throughout the entire school that the principal was deaf, and was often followed around by a translator. If there was one other worker in the school that got on my nerves more than my Geography teacher it would probably be the principals loud mouthed nosy translator.