H.O.P.E {Completed}

Chapter 7: No one did!

Tuesday. A weird day if you ask me. Everyone's tired from Monday yet we still have a whole week ahead of us.

I was walking toward my locker. I opened the locker and got the things I needed for the first period.

My locker door slammed clothes, almost closing on my fingers. I jumped back, dropping the things I was holding. I turned around to glare at the person who did that and I was surprised to see Mark.

"What do you want now Mark?" I asked picking up the books I dropped. I was tired of his games.

Standing up, I saw him staring at me. He suddenly punched me hard in the face making me fall backward, dropping the things I was holding once again. He doesn't know who he's messing with. I broke Dylan's nose, does he seriously think he can beat me up? Students were starting to gather around us now.

I got back on my feet and walked toward him glaring up at him. He raised another fist to punch me but I grabbed a hold of his fist twisting it making him hiss in pain. I let go of his hand as he looked at me with a surprised look. He punched me hard in the stomach making me fall back. I got back up and walked toward him. I went to kick him in the head but he grabbed a hold of my foot, doing the same thing Dylan did. He shoved me toward the railing in the middle of the school. If he pushed me hard enough, I could fall on the hard concrete stairs and die. I kicked his balls with my other foot, becoming unbalanced. I pushed myself away from the railing and fell on the ground. I crawled to Mark, putting a knee on his chest and punching him hard. Everyone looked at me with wide eyes and I suddenly realized what just happened.

I didn't regret it one bit.

I kneeled next to him and held out a hand. He took my hand and I helped him up. Most people were gone and going to their classes now, seeing that the fight was over.

"You're Austen, right?" He asked making my heart stop.

"W-what are y-you talking about?" I stuttered making it obvious that I was lying.

"Wow, I figured it out."

I cleared my throat. "Who's Austen?"

"You don't need to act dumb." He smiled turning around and walking away. I started to panic and the only thing I could think of was to call Will. I fished my flip phone out of my pocket and called him.

"Hello?"

"Will, hi," I said.

"Why are you calling me at school?"

"Uh, about that. Mark kind of found out that I'm Austen."

"What happened?" He asked. "Actually, meet me at your locker."

And then he hung up. I picked up the books that I dropped and stood near my locker waiting for William.

"Naomi!" I heard his voice. Turning around I saw him walking toward me. "How did he find out?"

"I don't know! He just started a fight with me and now he knows and I'm panicking and I don't know what to do so help me."

"Ugh Naomi, you're so stupid!" He ran his hand through his hair stressed.

"Let's just go to class and forget about it for a little." I suggested and he nodded.

MOO

Dylan's P.O.V.

I was in art class right now and we were learning about The Strokes Of The Pencil. Boring, I know. I was trying to find anything to entertain myself with.