A Player, A Bet and The Badass Nerd

You and Me Need (Knee) to Talk

Bree's P.OV.

"I broke up with my girlfirend for you!" Jayden screamed gripping my arm and forcing me back against the locker. I was stunned, did he really just do that? What is this jackass' problem...seriously? By this time we were starting to draw a crowd, or at least his tantrum was and his grip on my arm was tightening as I remained silent. I was so past his outburst and honestly talking to him seems to be futile. I really couldn't understand how this situation had unraveled. The glare that he was unleashing on me look like it could melt my head off. I sighed inwardly, today was definitely going to be one of those days.

"Say something!" he growled shaking me sharply. I sighed audibly this time giving him an eyeroll and began to count backwards from 100 in my head. I know what you're thinking, I'm a pushover or just another home wrecking skank right? NOPE!

"Calm down," I grumbled in frustration completely fed up with the conversation. Trying to defuse the situation before it could get any further out of control I tried to give him a pleading look but the motherfuc-fudger wouldn't lightening up. If he didn't let go of my arm soon it was probably gonna snap and the pain in my arm and my irritation were growing by the second. Urgh...can he really not tell that this was clearly no way to treat a female. Talk about not being able to handle rejection. I threw my hands in the air, methaphorically of course since he still had his death grip on me.

"Calm down?" he barked out, "You're telling me to calm down? B*tch do you know who the f*ck you're talking to?" and continued to tell me about how he was the star player *cough* of the lacrosse team and Mr Popular and any other girl would be dying to be in my place....blah blah blah

Maybe you should find some other girl and leave me alone then.
Dying to be in my place or dying because they were in my place....replacing my arm with their necks.
Obnoxious,  cock-sucking asshole....you've gotta be biggest bitch ass I've ever known!!!

I wanted to seriously offload my mental spiral but I kept it in with all my might. I couldn't afford another incident but I was growing tired of his stank, overbearing douchey attitude. What happened next was completely out of my control....I SWEAR!!!! The ass-monger had the audacity to say that some chick even compared him to -and I quote- That Guy From White House Down.

HOLY MACA-F*CKING-RONI!!!!!! Did this dickwad just compare himself to Channing frekking Tatum. Do Not Kill Me!!!! I cannot cope with this misled, delusional manhole. 1) He sounds like a total pu$$ y 2) Hell I don't even need to reiterate the fact that Channing is a Sexy Ass Man God who is light years above this douche's level and 3) How could he say that shit with a straight face.

So I let out and extremely unflattering snort followed by what was my attempt at cough giggles but sounded more like a suffocating rat until I full out cried while hanging over in full blown roll on the floor laughter. I mean I couldn't lean far since the rabid cunt was gripping my hand but still I did a number. Even some of the surrounding spectators joined in. At this point the Ike-hole finally noticed the crowd. About time if you asked me but this didn't improve my situation one bit because the cocktip - and no that's not a gramatical error - seemed to regain the normal level of embarrassment which any decent human is prone to have. So now he's embarrassed and enraged. ..Great. Apparently he was about to add crazy, psychotic,  mother-f*cker to that list because he raised his hand as though he was about to hit me. The thought sobered me up and my face went completely blank.

Whoa there cowboy....someone get him please.

I scanned the crowd with my eyes pleading for help but of course no one wanted  to stand up to the popular but pompous jackass. Just my luck...sigh. Seeing as how there was no Prince Charming to save this damsel in distress, I did what any other frail, innocent teenage girl would do in this situation. I broked down crying and begged for forgiveness. AS IF!!!!!! This mofo had another thing coming if he thought he was gonna hit me and that thing was my knee because I brought it up roughly colliding with LITTLE JAY. He let out I highpitched squeal much to my satisfaction and crumbled to the floor. Served the dumb shitbag right if you asked me and I contemplated kicking him in the face. What can I say? He would deserve it. Of course the teachers would show up at this moment to save his punk ass from the ass whopping and whisk me off to the principal's office to be "reprimanded" for injuring another student.