Luna Winters

High school fight

It's been a few days since the letter. I've avoided everyone and become very bitter again. I can't let myself get to attached to anyone when I don't even know if I will be staying here. The point of leaving home was to run from everything, including him. Now that he's found me, who knows what I'll do. School has been pretty nice to me. Not a lot of homework. Not many encounters with the school sluts. If only it would last. I haven't been to any fights or races either. Maybe I should go. It calms me down. But someone could know who I really am. All of these thoughts happen before school, when I'm getting ready. And today is the same as any other.

I get dressed in my usual wear and make myself some breakfast before heading out. I end up thinking to myself the whole ride. I've started parking in a different spot than Jake's. I guess he's happy to have it back. People still stare when I walk in, but I'm used to it. I walked to my locker like I do every day, and unlocked it, until I heard the slight taps that would echo through the halls. "And here I thought I would have a good day." I blurted out once the tapping stopped. I could feel the staring eyes burning through my skull. I balanced on my heels as I turned around to face the three bitches. The main slut, Becky, had healed from the punch I gave her. "I have been waiting for this day for a while now, Luna." I looked at her and rolled my eyes as she snapped her fingers. Three more people appeared from behind me and stood around me. They were all guys from the football team. This was going to be interesting.

I sighed. "Look guys. I'm really not in the mood for this right now. I've had the worst week so you are not helping. And if you don't want to walk out of here without any broken bones, now would be the time." I heard a couple snickers from the guys and I could see the satisfaction in the girls' smirks. 'Once I was finished with the guys I would move onto the girls' I thought to myself. I took a deep breath in as one of the guys threw a punch. I dodged left and hooked him right in the nose. The other two came after I threw my punch. They tried to punch at the same time but I ducked down and kicked one in the balls. While the second fell to his knees, I slid my leg under the third's feet, tripping him. A thud echoed as he hit the floor and he grabbed onto the back of his now bleeding head. The first one came at me with all of his force but I caught his fist in mid air, startling him. I used this opportunity to kick him in the gut. He stumbled back and got up. These guys were not trained at all. The first and second guys circled around me and jumped at the same time. I dodged right making them crash into each other. They got back up and kept circling. I must admit these guys were persistent.

I could hear a bunch of screams and cheers from behind me. The first one went after me again and I hit him so hard, I knocked him out cold. The second one was helping the third one up. The third one had pure terror in his eyes while the second had hatred in his. Number three ran while he had the chance and limped past the now huge crowd around us. It startled me at first, now realizing the fact that everyone is watching. The second one jumped me tackling me to the ground. The trapped me between his knees. He aimed at my face and tried to punch it. I moved my head out of the way just in time making his fist hit the floor, cracking it. Damn. I used my knee to hit his balls with all my force. He fell to the side while I got up and kicked him in his guts. Then got over him and punched his head, knocking him out with his friend. I got up and turned around 360 to see tons of people surrounding me and cheering. My knuckles were bloody and raw. I eyed the sluts and promised they would be next if they didn't leave me alone. People oooo'ed as if it was a roast. I looked back at the two guys on the floor and a pool of blood next to them as well as under my fist. I just let out a deep breath.

Jake, Cole, and Marc all stood still in the crowd with their mouths on the floor. I walked to them "they wanted a fight, I gave it to them." They all turned facing me as I walked to my locker and closed it. The huge crowd was still around so I yelled at the top of my lungs for them to go to class. They all listened to my demand and went scurrying to their lockers and classes. I took a deep breath in and let it out. I ended up skipping the first period to clean myself off in the bathroom. Once the blood was washed off my hands, I dried them off and went to my locker to grab some tape. I went back to the bathroom not wanting the attention in the halls. I sat in a stall and locked the door as I wrapped my knuckles and hand, down to my wrists. "Much better" I whispered to myself. I just sat there for the next couple periods with my head between my knees controlling my breathing.

During lunch I had people bring me milkshakes and fries. Being the bad girl in school comes with this delicious shit. Also the fact that I just beat the shit out of two guys and gave one a warning sign. Not to mention my threat to the three sluts, which happens to be working since I haven't seen them all day. After lunch I walked out the front doors and sat on the side of the school. I began to smoke. Breathing in, breathing out, watching the smoke flow up and into the air. Over and over again. This was an interesting day. It seemed it would be the end of my day, until a motorcycle sound came into ear range and stopped. It was a couple seconds of silence until I could hear grass being stepped on next to me. The sound stopped and I looked up at him. It was the shape of a man but he had a full on motorcycle outfit on with a tinted helmet. He stared down at me and handed me a letter. It looked the same as the first one. My face went pale. He found me, again. I took a deep breath in and took the note. He left as I just stared down at the white envelop with a fancy red design. There was only one way to find out if it was really him again.