The Legend Of Moon

5. The 'f-word' Card

Kenny's POV

I sighed, listening to the music coming trough my headphone with the support of my broken phone. Simple words put together, said out loud with a repeating beat on the background came to me as I sat down on the train. It was busy for just being the first day of the week, most people took the car, bus, motor or bike but I stayed ordinary by using the train. Being sure you could sit down when being early, having a nice view on the passing trees and houses, it somehow felt really comfortable after a school day. The watch on my wrist told me we should be leaving within the next 10 minutes, so until then I still had the chance someone annoying would come to sit next to me, something I hated. They came too close, asked with a friendly (fake) smile if the seat was free or sometimes just sat down like the rudeness they are. Just like my mother, I hated crowds as well as people in general. They were noisy, irritating and all of them were brats taking in place.

The doors opened again and this time it wasn't a huge group of boisterous teenagers or students, but just one person. The only person I didn't want to see anymore, the new kid. I sighed getting angry inside, trying to keep calm but eyeing how he walked my way just got me all worked up. His name, which I learned was Moon Knight, sounded just so wrong in my ears. With unnatural eyes that were probebly just lenses, his unusual hair which was obviously dyed and his cold attitude, I didn't know why but he was just a walking lie. And yet everyone seemed to be taking a liking in him. He even had the nerve to stand up against me, the boss at school, something I took as a personal insult. I saw him coming closer until he eventually stood still and sat next to me in all silence, staring down at his phone which I assumed was new. "What do you want?", I hissed. He didn't look up and practically ignored me, sending me the creeps. "Just a seat is fine, thank you." If I didn't know any better I would say he was mocking me. I turned around, staring out of the window and tried to ignore him, but failled. "Well if you wouldn't mind, could you please sit elsewhere? I wish to be alone." "You're acting pretty nice, got yourself a girl?" I grew angry, who did he think he was?

"I'm not asking you a second time, Emo Knight. Get away from me." He shook his head in a 'no' as the headstrong and stubborn idiot he was. "If you think you can hurt me with a simple nickname, little advise, it won't work." It took me a lot not to grab him by the throat, but I didn't want to be kicked off of the train so I just listened to what he had to say and turned on the volume a bit more. "You're an idiot, you know? Thinking you can win against me. I beated you up earlier, I'll do it again if I have to", I warned him, remembering the fight we had shortly after I arrived at the train station. I didn't know why I did it, it just happened and I never apologised, making the guilt eat me on the inside. He stayed silent and stood up, starting to leave towards the corridor of the train, leaving a white note in his seat saying 'look up'. And when I did, he turned around, showing me another card in his hand : f*ck you.

A laugh escaped my mouth, this kid surely had some nerve and he should be proud of that. Not a lot of (new) kids stood up against someone who bullied an unknown, threated the bully, got in a fight with that same person a few hours later and sat next to them in the train only to leave his mark once more. He was ammusing, I had to give in on that one. A perfect enemy and yet, a worthwhile-like friend at the same time. So I grabbed the note next to me, took a pen and wrote something down, catching his attention.

I saw him sigh, walking back into my direction and sitting beside me once more as he watched to the other side, not meeting my eyes, making it ammusing for me. "You are funny to watch, you know." He shrugged, answering me with a : "If you wanted me to come so you could tell me I'm just here for your amusement, you should've told me sooner. In that case I could've taken another wagon." He stared in my eyes, making me shake my head. "I didn't mean it that way and you know so." "Then why calling me over, Kenny?" He spitted out my name and it kinda surprised me he knew, although I assumed he got it from some students since everyone knew who I was anyway. "I wanted to tell you I'm sorry for beating you up. I didn't mean it, it was an accident." "I didn't know beating someone up on purpose is called an accident nowadays." The sarcasm fell from his words, so I continued. "My friends pushed me to do it, alright? I never meant to beat you up nor to bully the kids at school, but I have a reputation to hold up. So... I'm sorry, alright?" The look in his eyes when he watched me, it was so cold it send shivers down my spine, making me insecure. But again, he just shrugged saying : "If you say so, reputation boy." I turned my head, thinking it was over until he spoke up again. "But if you're really sorry, come to my house and clean up the wounds you gave me. It's only fair, don't you think?" The strange smirk in his golden (fake?) eyes made me nod, something that he probebly expected since he stared back to the other side. So I stared to the opposite side at the white note in my lap : come back, got something 2 tell u.