Survival of the fittest

A Horrible Day at School

I've done a pretty good job of hiding my powers. But they kinda have a mind of their own. And ever since the Trackers kicked down my door I knew my life was gonna be crappy. But I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Chester. And this is the story of how I had to fight to the death, for my life.

"Come on Chesher you don't want to be late do you?" Some moron at my school said behind.
"But I kinda do though," I muttered.
"What?" He said.
"I said don't call me Chesher, only my friends get to" I said.
I pushed some people out of my way to get up the steps to my school. I just walked in the door when about thirty people decided they wanted to go through the same door I was in. So I ended up getting shoved into the auditorium.
The principle of the school said something but I don't pay attention. As I was walking to first period I noticed some kid quickly walk into the bathroom. But that wasn't the weird part. The weird part was that his fingers were metal.
Just as he was about to go in the bathroom one of the Trackers saw him. He grabbed the kid and shot him with a taser. Then he picked up his actual gun and beat the kid over the head with it. Then he grabbed the kid and dragged him outside.
The Trackers are the people that find people with powers and put them in the arena. The arena is pretty much what it sounds like. Kids and adults with powers get to fight to the death in a giant arena. Just for other peoples "safety".
I finished first second and third period in a flash. It was finally time for lunch. I grabbed my lunch and walked over to my best friend/crush Evelyn. But just as I sat next to her I felt a jerk on the back of my shirt. I fell on my back and opened my eyes to see the bully of the school, George, right above me.
" What did I do this time,"I sighed.
He didn't answer. Instead he grabbed the front of my shirt collar pulled me up to where we were face to face.
"You better watch your back," he said as he dropped me to the floor.
A sharp pain flared in the back of my head. I blinked the dark spots out of my eyes to see Evelyn reaching her hand down to help me up. I took her hand and sat next to her.
I finished lunch the same time as Evelyn so we walked out together.
"Why did George throw you to the ground?" Evelyn asked.
I shrugged and walked toward my locker. I turned the corner to see George's fist flying at me.
A stab of pain came from my left cheek. I stood as he elbowed me in the ribs. As I doubled over coughing he kicked me in the gut. When the dark spots were gone from my vision I saw my blood all over the ground.
"Chester!" Evelyn shrieked.
But George just swung a fist at her and she fell on the ground spitting out blood.
This is where my temper broke. You could hurt me but not my friends. As George turned around to knock me unconscious I slammed my fist into his jaw. He stumbled backward and I kept punching him until he recovered from his shock. He just grabbed my head and threw me against the lockers.
The last thing I saw before my conscious faded was Evelyn rushing toward me.