Chapter 4

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" So Jordan I heard you almost went off on Keegan in Comm Arts." Elliot says while stuffing his face.

"Yeah so what the kid needed to learn how to stop being so nosey."

"I'm surprised she kept her cool after what he said to her." Megan spoke up.

"Yeah well whatever I'm gonna throw my trash away be right back." I say getting up, I scan the lunchroom for a trashcan. Finally spotting one I walk over only to get shoved to the ground I look up to see nun other than Brittany Foster.

"Say your sorry." She demands.

"Um excuse me." I look up at her like she's crazy.

"You heard me, you bumped into me now say your sorry!" This time she raises her voice.

"If I bumped into you then how am I on the floor."

"Cuz your a weak little bitch who's real parents don't even want." Brittany snarls, I jump to my feet and am in her face in seconds.

"You wanna say something else slut?" The whole place goes quiet and my body begins to shake. Brittany looks scared but doesn't back down.

"Yeah I still got somethin to say," Her country accent seeping in,"your a worthless bitch who's real parents didn't even want plus I bet you foster dad's a good for nothing-

She was on the floor before she could finish her sentence, all I saw was red. I was on top of her just going going at it I was throwing punches left and right. My body was going into rage mode I know I need to calm down but I just can't, I didn't want to. With every second my anger gets stronger making every punch I throw faster and stronger. All my friends are screaming for me to stop but I don't register what they're saying the only thing I can make sense of is rage and the need to kill, suddenly I am yanked off of Brittany. I thrash around trying to get back to kicking Brittany's ass but multiple hands hold me still.

"Jordan calm down."

I stop thrashing. "I'm fine sorry, I got carried away."

The hands let me go, I turn around to see twelve football players who were the ones holding me back, I give them a smirk and lunge back at Brittany who is being surround by her cronies. Grabing her by her hair I slam her head into the table next to us causing the food that was there to fly off somewhere. I then yank her face close to mine and say, "Don't you ever fucking talk about my foster father ever again you fucking worthless piece of shit!" When she nods in understanding I give her one last punch for good measure and hear a crack making her groan in pain. The sound of her voice sets me off again and I knee her in the stomach finally letting her go and shoving her to the ground.

The dean of students walks in and is shocked by what he sees, his eyes keep going from Brittany to me. He slowly approaches me seeing as I'm still shaking with rage.

"Jordan?" My eyes snap up to meet his.

"I'm going to have to ask you to go to my office at once," he hesitates before saying," with Brittany."

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