Today was Chandler's first day of school ever since he moved here. He moved two weeks ago but, he conned his parents with a lot of excuses and a whole load of guilt. But he couldn't get out of it today.
Whoop-de-doo.
He looked up the school that had students flowing inside. He gulped at the size of it. No one seemed to notice that he was new with his first day jitters. And if they did, they wouldn't care.
Finally, he gathered enough courage and made his way up the flight of steps and into the hallway. Sluts -i mean girls instantly took notice of him. Chandler really was handsome, and sexy. His muscles weren't hidden by his shirt, fortunately for the girls.
Then the actual innocent girls took notice and shyly gazed at him. He pretended he didn't notice.
"Give me your lunch money bitch!"
He sure as hell heard that though. I think everyone did, but no one came to aid because it was just her. Those who thought it wrong held their tongue for fear of being outcasts amongst their fucked up society in school.
Chandler diverted his eyes to the the girl and thwt was pushed up against the locker, hopelessly struggling against her attacker. She had the same bronzed skin of the one girl who could be an ass one minute and a reserved girl the next.
Aria. The girl he liked as a friend and he had a little crush on was pushed against a locker by a jock who wanted her money.
Instinct took over his brain and body and ran up to them, anger written all over his face. He pulled the jock off of her and the jackass stumbled back and glared at Chandler with a look that could kill -if looks could kill anyway.
The hallway went silent as the racists gasped and the people who disliked the cruel treatment of Aria secretly smiled in relief. The jock looked him up and down and wasn't as impressed as the girls.
"Defending this nigger on your first day newbie?" He spat. "Bad choice little man."
He tried to punch Chandler, but Chandler was too quick and then Chandler landed a swift hit on the nose with his fist on the jock. Jock stumbled back. Chandler stuck again. Jock was out cold.
The students who were about to pick a fight with him decided not too. The smart bastards.
"You okay Aria?"
She nodded her head. "Yeah. Thanks."
"Anytime."
"I don't doubt that."
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