The Bad Boy Taught The Nerd To Fight (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Hey guys here's the next update and I hope you enjoy it.

Alex's POV

I woke up this morning and got ready for another year at another god forsaken school. The house was empty as usual. My dad is never home because he is always away on business trips and we always have to move because of it so that's why I'm here in New York at this school. I'm also a street fighter but nobody knows that, not even my dad because he's never around and he doesn't care. Fighting helps me get out my anger, frustration or whatever emotions I'm feeling and it also helps me deal with my mom's death. She committed suicide last year because my dad was hitting her and the worst part is I didn't know he was hitting her. I saw the bruises and I kept asking her about them but she wouldn't tell me where she was getting them from. It brings back dark memories so I don't really talk about it. After I just hated my dad and didn't care if he called or not.
So I always have the house to myself.

After getting dressed I left the house and got in my black dodge challenger that bought myself with the money I earn from my fights and drove to school.

When I pulled up to the school's parking lot it was packed with students and everyone was staring at my car but it was nothing because i was used to it. I got out and walked towards the school ignoring the stares but something told me today wasn't going to end well.

I went to the office to get my schedule for my classes and my locker combination. When I got to the office I walked up to the front desk and said,

"My name is Alex Beckland, I'm new here and I came to get my schedule."

The secretary looked up from typing on the computer and said in a bored tone,

"Here's your schedule and locker combination. Welcome to Madison High School."

"Thanks." I said and left the office to go and find my locker.

As i walked down the hall I saw this crowd surrounding a few kids and from where I was I could see everything that was going on so I watched. I saw a jock and his friends talking to this shorter and smaller guy. He looked so scared but what caught my attention was his beauty. He has delicate and feminine features he was really beautiful. He has the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen and dirty blonde hair. He also had a petite frame, a body that most girls wish they had minus the boobs and vagina but he was really beautiful.

Yes I am gay and proud of it and anyone that has a problem with it can take it up with my fists.

What really made my blood boil though was when the jock got all up in his face and started speaking in hushed tones and whatever it is he said to him had him looking like he was about to burst into tears but held it back.

I walked over there and pushed through the crowd and said,

"I think you should let him go."

The jock didn't move so i repeated myself.

'God I hate when people make me repeat myself!' I thought to myself.

"I don't like repeating myself I said let him go."

When he finally turned around the smaller guy released a breathe he was holding, he looked relieved. When our eyes locked it's like time stopped and I knew I was f*cked.

I was brought back to reality when the jock said,

"Who the f*ck are you?"

"Don't worry about that just let him go if you want to leave here in one piece." I replied.

The crowd gasped not believing I talked to him like that, he must have a reputation around here but that will soon change because I'm here now.

He snarled at me and I just looked at him impassively waiting to see what he would do.

"What are you going to do? Are you a fag too?" He asked.

That turned the smirk on my face into a snarl and I threateningly stalked towards him and asked him,

"What the f*ck did you just say to me?"

"You heard me. I asked you if your a fa-" I cut him off with my fist to his nose.

He fell to the ground and held his nose while looking at me in shock.

His friends then ran to help him up and he got in my face with blood running from his nose and said,

"Your going to regret ever f*cking with me."

Then he pushed through the crowd and stormed of down the hallway and then the crowd dispersed and went to class.

I then turned around to see if the guy was okay but he was still in shock so I walked towards him and asked,

"Are you okay?"

He didn't answer he was just staring at me so I snapped my fingers in front of his face and said,

"Um....hello, are you okay?"

He finally came of his shocked state and stuttered,

"Um y-yeah I'm g-good, but you didn't have to do that. He is crazy he'll come back for you and maybe me too!"

He started to panic so I placed my hands on his shoulders to try and calm him down. When he finally looked at me I said in a calm voice,

"Hey hey it's okay I'm not afraid of him. I helped you because if I didn't he might have hurt you."

After that he calmed down and said,

"Okay."

I nodded my head and turned around to start walking when he said,

"Wait!"

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to look at him and he walked towards me and said,

"Thanks for you know....saving me back there." and he gave me a nervous smile while his cheeks turned a deep red. I smiled and said,

"Your welcome." and turned to walk away but he stopped me again but this time I didn't turn around and heard him ask,

"I didn-.....what's your name?"

I smiled to myself and said,

"Alex."

Then walked away and went to my locker to get my books for a class I was already late for. When I finally found my class I went inside and explained to the teacher I'm a new student and couldn't find my class so she excused me and said that next time I wouldn't get away so to be early.

I went and found a seat to the back of the class and thought to myself,

'Maybe today won't be so bad after all'

There you have it guys I hope you like it. You probably weren't expecting that from Alex but the b*tch deserved it. 😁😂

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