The Fight

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#Here is the pic of Zachary Anderson #

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"I'm..I...I..I'm Sorry". I said while staring at his irresistible ocean blue eyes.

" Ohh!! Sorry?? I think this small chick is scared of me." he said giving me a smirk.

"Huh!! Seriously?? You think I'm scared of you, if so you have absolutely mistaken me, since it was my mistake I felt sorry, that's it and nothing more.
And it's better if you don't show me your bloody attitude. " I said angrily avoiding his stare.

"Wohh!!Wohh!! Do you wanna die ?
No one dares to raise their voice in front me, I'm sure that you don't know who I am, and when you get to know, you will regret what you have done." He said arrogance evident in his voice.

"Regret?? Never!! I will never regret what I have said because whoever you are I don't care, Moreover you are a jerk"
I said sternly.

By the time the whole school had gathered around us, and were staring at us as if some show was going on.

In no time Elena came rushing towards me and started dragging me out from the crowd.

#Zach's POV#

Huhh!! Seriously? What does she think of herself ?
How dare is she to call me a jerk?
Do I really look like a jerk to her ?
Is she blind?
Every girls in this school wants to date me, because of my looks , pride etc , but how could she say that I'm jerk in front of whole school.

She is gonna pay for what she has done.

I'm gonna make her life horrible from today onwards.
I'll make her regret for each and everything she said to me throughout her life.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone calling my name.
"Hey Zach what's up?"

It was my friend Nate.

"Hey bro" I said in a low voice .

"What's gotten into you man ? You sound strange."

When I told him the whole story, he started to laugh at me.

#Chloe's POV#

At present we were in the in the cafeteria having our lunch. I was enjoying my favourite cheesy pizza, while Elena was busy staring at me without having her lunch.

"Are you in the right state of your mind?" asked Elena with concerned eyes.

"yeah. Why do you ask?" I asked curiously.

"Aren't you worried of what you have gotten yourself into?" she asked with a questioning look.

"Ohh you are speaking about that jerk huh , actually to be frank I'm very happy after that fight you know why? because I always feel happy when I get into a fight and win over them, especially with useless jerks like him." I said happily.

"You seriously don't know what you have gotten yourself into. He is Zachary Anderson the school's popular boy, do you really think he would let go of this matter very easily, he will surely take his revenge" Elena said with worried face.

"I don't care" I said sternly.

By the time lunch hour came to an end.

In the afternoon 1st hour I had dance class and art for the last hour.

Unfortunately I had Elena with me only for English class.

My favourite class has always been dance because dancing is my passion. I love dance more than anything in this world. whenever I'm happy or stressed I dance. I have a special attachment with dance.

I rushed to my locker and took all the necessary things and headed off to my class.

In no time the teacher entered the class and greeted us with a bright smile and introduced himself to the whole class.

Few minutes later the door of the class room opened with a big thud.

For my surprise it was none other than the jerk.

why is he here, is he here to take revenge, probably no.

The teacher warned him saying not be late next time.

His eyes traveled the whole class and at last landed on me.

He came near my bench and sat next to me giving me his signature smirk.

I just ignored his stare and started concentrating on the class.

Our teacher said that he would be making pairs for the dance project.

Few minutes later the teacher started reading out the names of the students with their partners.

"Martin and Clara

Nathan and Alina

Gyari and Alisa

Blake and Chloe

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Ooops I'm sorry Blake with Tori and Chloe with Zach."

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