Dancing with the baseball player

Chapter 2

On our way to Comm Arts I keep my head down and my eyes trained on the floor. Suddenly I'm pushed to the ground causing all my books and papers to fly everywhere.

"Watch we're your going whore." One of Connor's friends Eric sneers.

I flip my hair out of my face and glare saying, "I'm sorry I'm not your girlfriend." A chorus of ohhhhhh's fill the air.

"Whatever just stay out of my way."

"Wow nice comeback." I say

"Oh yeah well at least my parents actually wanted me." Almost everyone goes dead quiet afraid of a repeat of the last time someone said something about my real parents. I clench my fists at my sides shaking, a deadly glare set on my face.

"Well at least I don't have an unfaithful bitch of a girlfriend who spreads her legs to any and everything. And you know what at least my mom isn't fucking my best friend!!!" This gets Eric really mad, his face is bright red but instead of yelling at me he turns to the crowd looking for someone. Jason. When his eyes land on him he goes over and drags him to where I'm sitting.

"Tell her it's not true man." Jason stays quiet and looks at the floor.

"Come on man tell her it's not true!!!" This time Eric is yelling a desperate look in his eyes.

"Look man I'm sorry it wasn't suppose to come out like this - He never got the chance to finish his sentence because Eric was already on top of him throwing punches left and right.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

I look at the crowd chanting fight and my face twists in disgusted at how they're enjoying this, sighing I get up and walk over to Eric and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Eric, stop."

"Eric."

"ERIC CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" I scream, well that certainly got his attention I think to myself as he stops punching Jason and turns around.

"Calm down? You want me to fucking calm down!" He screeches getting off of Jason and he stalks toward me.

"I don't think I fucking stuttered so yes I told you to calm down now listen if you don't calm down I won't help you get revenge." Eric stops and seems to consider this before saying "How would you get revenge." With a smirk I reply "Now what fun would that be if I told you."

"Now listen here you little -

"Ah ah ahh now now Eric we wouldn't want a repeat of March 15 now would we." Eric's face pales to stark white.

"I didn't think so." kneeling down I pick up all my stuff. With a final glance over my shoulder I say " Meet me at the park by 3:00 don't be late." And with that I continue walking to Comm Arts, the crowd parting to let me through, leaving some of them  confused about March 15.