Jamilton - Never Prosper {SoulMates}

Chapter 4

Alex P.o.v~

My door opened and the one prick peeked his head through the damn door. I tied my hair into a bun.

"What do you want, Jeffershit?" I asked.

"I wanted to see a gremlin in it's natural habitat." Thomas stated walking fully into the room.

"Take one more step in my direction.. And I will kill you and all you love." I threatened.

"Can you even reach?" Thomas taunted.

"Why did you come in my room, anyway?" I one again asked. "Better not just to annoy me. That's not your style."

"Well I obviously have a reason. I actually wanted to ask you a question or two." Thomas leaned against the wall.

"Fire away." I got up sitting on the edge of my bed.

"You're majoring in law, correct? If so what your period time." Thomas bluntly asked.

"First. Why do you care?" I eyed him suspiciously.

"First of all, I don't. Second question. Do you have that class first?" Thomas stared at me. I felt uncomfortable in his gaze.

'You know, now that I think it about. He can legitimately just step on me. He's 6'2. I'm 5'7' I thought cautiously.

"Erm, Well yeah." I racked my brain realizing I do have that class first. Then I realized something else.

'GOD NO!' I stared him down, I felt my eye twitch.

"Seems like your guess is correct. I got that class first, also. Did you know that it all gonna first start on a debate?" Thomas smiled. He...Smiled? That's kinda really pleasant than the usual sneer.

"You want to debate with me?" I instantly said.

"Exactly. Ready to lose, Hamilton." Thomas smirked.

"There he is.' I smiled at the thought. Then I froze. What did I just do? I think I hate thomas to much or got used to him being a dick to much.

"In your dreams, Jefferson. You could only wish." I sneered.

"Whatever, Hamilton. Just like you wished you weren't a son of a whore." Thomas growled.

"Don't call me mother a whore." I whispered.

"Hm? What was that? Lost your voice?" Thomas taunted.

"Don't call my mother a whore." I said loud and clear with expertise calm attire.

"I haven't said anything that wasn't true." Thomas stated matter-of-factly. I snapped then I immediately laughed my fist in his face. My fist connected with his nose and I heard a delighted crack. He backtracked a bit then kneed my in my stomach. He threw to to the floor and pushed me over. He topped me, punching me in the sides and chest. I elbowed him in the jaw, he fell to the side. I straddled him as I continued to punch the living shit out of him. I yelled curse words. I felt arms grab me from behind and restrain me against the door.

"What the absolute fuck?" Aaron yelled. "I come into this room to see you beat the living shit out of each other!"

"Let go!" I struggled but he only held onto me tighter.

"What was this even about?" Aaron question us then he let me go. Thomas was already standing up. He was touching his face, feeling and moving his jaw. He glared at me. I gave him a shit-eating grin.