The Room and The Shy

Chapter One/POV: Adam

              My name is Adam Thompson. I had just gotten back from being suspended two weeks ago. Some kid named Darrel Davidson was messing with me and a couple friends. So I messed with his jaw, it's broken now. I was your ordinary teen, bad grades and all. That was before Sarah. As soon as I saw her, I knew I had to have her. You guys don't know Sarah yet, so I'll stop talking about her for now.
Let me take you back to when it all started. October 7, in 2nd Hour. My 2nd Hour is Math, one of the many classes I am failing. While I was in math, I was talking to my best friend, Garret Waters, then I noticed the new girl.
"Hey Garret," I said "do you see the new girl?" As I was pointing at her
"Yeah, what about her?" Garret asked.
"Nothing."
As she was walking in to class, I just stared. She was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
"Hey guys," our teacher said, no one paid attention. "Hey guys!" He said more aggressively. Everyone looked at our teacher.
"This is our new student," he turned to her "What did you say your name was?"
The new girl started blushing "Sarah." She meekly whispered. "Sarah Steele."  After that we pretty much just went back to class.
           After 2nd hour, I caught up with Sarah in the halls.
"Hey," I said, "my names Adam. I was thinking I could maybe show you around the school? So you don't get lost obviously."
Sarah started smiling, but it was a very shy smile.
"Sure," she said quietly, "What's your next hour?"
"That would be Science with Mr. Hollowing." I replied.
"Oh, cool, I have science with him too." Sarah said.
"Okay, let me show you the way." I said confidently. As we were walking to class, I thought to myself.
"No falling in love , no falling in love, no falling in love." 

      Last time I tried the whole relationship thing, it didn't work out too well. It was with a girl named Leyra. After I broke up with Leyra, she immediately went to Garret. Obviously I wasn't that happy about it, but I had gotten over it. By the time we got to class, I realized this was the class all of Darrel's goons gathered in. As soon as I walked in. I got a punch in the jaw. All of them started ganging up on me. Sarah ran to a teacher. I punched one of them in the nose and it made a crack sound so I'm pretty sure it must've hurt.
"AHHHH!" yelled Goon #1
"Whoops" I thought.
By the time the teacher got there, we were all covered in blood, bruises, and some of us were crying. By some of us, I mean the one who now has to go to the hospital for his jaw.

   The teacher took us to the principal's office. I knew he wasn't fond of me already, but he didn't suspend me on account of me not causing the fight. Goons #1,2,3, and 4 on the other hand, they got expelled.
"Bye bitches" I thought as I flipped them off. Goon number one tried to fight me again, but was stopped by one of the security guards at our school. The office called my mom, and they sent me home for the day.
"Another fight?" My mom said.
"Yep." I said back.
"Who won?" My mom said with excitement.
"I broke a kid's nose." I said.
My mom stopped talking. When we got home, I went straight to my room and lied down. I went on to my Instagram, and people had already posted videos of the fight.
"Fuck." I thought to myself.
"Fuck!" I yelled across the house. I guess my mom didn't hear me, otherwise I would be dead right now. Back to the Instagram posts, everyone is either
A : going to want to fight me.
B : send more people to fight me.
Or C : get me expelled for breaking a kid's nose. I never told the principal that I may have done that. The kid didn't tell him either. Damn, that kid's stupid.

When school got out, I immediately texted Garret.
"Aye you see the fight?" I texted.
"Heard you broke a kid's nose." He responded.
"Possibly." I said with a smirky face.
"One of these days you're going to get expelled." Garret said.
"Yea probably, talk later?" I asked.
"Sure." He sent really quickly. After school I saw at least ten more posts of the fight.
"I'm never going to escape this." I thought aloud. It was true. I'm never going to escape this.