bad ass meets bad boy

Anna Pov

I walked past these losers everyday, they torture each other and just laugh at the end of the day. This was just the way my school was, if you weren't the bully then you'll be bullied. This was my life for the past three years. I didn't like bullying people but this was high school. Your high school years depended on what you did. I passed Artie, I felt sorry for him he was the most bullied senior in high school. You should be able to imagine how he looks. He always wore his big black dorky glasses, a head retainer, and his normal plaid outfit. I passed him and mouthed sorry before knocking his book out his hand. I laughed with everyone else before looking over my shoulder and seeing Artie picking up his books and papers from off the floor. The rest of seniors had no regret kicking his papers over the hallway and stepping on them. I continued watching while I was walking away, suddenly someone began walking next to me. I looked over to see that it was Brice Wilson one of the biggest bad boys in school.

"So you dropped the losers' books on the floor, nicely done." He said looking back at Artie laughing. I was disgusted by what he said.

"First that losers' name is Artie and second that was not 'nicely done' it was rude and mean" I said quoting his voice way off key. I just couldn't help myself, people like him just get me upset. He is one of the people that enjoy bullying others for no reason.

He just laughed at me and said "Would you want it the other way around." before walking off and slamming some blonde slut against the locker before making out with her fiercely.

I just snorted really unlady like but who cares, its not like these kids around here care about manners. I walked off to find Artie. I saw him on the floor getting kicked, punched, and spitted on by the same kids that kicked around his papers. I couldn't just watch Artie get beat up while he did nothing.

I jumped in front of Artie yelling STOP! Everyone who wasn't watching started watching now. Everyone was just surprised. The same girl that just knocked Arties' books out his hand was now protecting him from getting beat up anymore.

"Get the hell out the way !" Chris yelled. He was the main one beating up Artie. Before I could even let of a sound, Brice steps in front of me crossed his arms and said "Or what."