2+2=4~Jenzie (COMPLETED)

The Outburst.

Mackenzie

All of first period I couldn't think straight. Not only was I thinking about the fight and Brandon, but I was thinking about how mad Johnny would be when he sees my test results. They’re most likely not good. When the bell rang I slowly dragged myself to math, dreading Johnny’s reaction. I was one of the last people there and when i walked in Johnny was sitting at his usual seat next to mine, resting his head on his arm which was folded on the desk, just staring straight ahead. I gulped and sat down next to him. He had a minor bruise under his eye and he still had that dead look of anger in his eyes, but he was definitely calm. The other thing i noticed was that the kids who usually bother him in class were sitting as far back in their seats as they could behind him and they looked scared. I laughed and sat next to him and he looked over at me. I smiled but he just stared at me for a few seconds then looked away again. I sighed and turned my attention to Mrs. Hopper who was just beginning the lesson.

Ten minutes before class ended, Mrs.Hopper excitedly took our tests out of her desk and cleared her throat. “Alright class, instead of passing out the tests like I usually would, you can all hear your grades right here,right now.” If I could see myself, I guarantee that it just turned whiter than the test paper. Mrs. Hopper started calling out names and tests grades but I wasn’t really listening. I was just dreading when she would call out my name. “ Mackenzie!” she said with a hint of slight annoyance. I groaned. “On yesterday’s test you got five out of forty three questions right.” I closed my eyes wanting to crawl under my desk and stay there forever which was odd. I never get that embarrassed. “That's equal to eleven percent. You failed the test.” I opened my eyes slightly to see Johnny's reaction and he was staring at me with smoldering eyes and his jaw clenched so tight that I thought his teeth were going to crush. “ So, to continue on the topic of failing tests, Johnny!’ she called. I closed my eyes again but soon opened the again before she could continue.  “You got an 100 on your test as usual but since you are mackenzie's tutor, you are ultimately responsible for her grades and she failed. You've been her tutor for three weeks now and she still failed her test. This lesson has been long and it counts as a chunk of your overall grade. So, as a result of your failed teaching, and your poor effort in the matter, you will take the same grade as Mackenzie. It's only fair. “ She walked over and handed Johnny his test. The whole class was laughing and a few kids balled up their tests and threw them at the back of Johnny's head. The bell rang and everyone ran out of the room. Johnny angrily got up and stormed out of the room. I got up immediately and ran out as well. He was a few feet away from me when I called out to him. “Johnny! Please, wait! I'm sorry!” he spun around and I took a step back at his face. His eyes were black with hatred and anger.

Johnny's POV

“NO!” I screamed, anger coursing through my veins. My face was hot with rage. “NO! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!” I screamed shaking the test in front of me. “YOU DID THIS! THIS IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT! I TRIED! I TRIED SO FUCKING HARD FOR YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! YOU FUCKED MY WHOLE LIFE UP! I NEVER WANTED TO BE AROUND YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE. I KNEW WHAT YOU WERE.  YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM. A SELFISH, JADED, HEARTLESS MONSTER! I TOLD YOU THAT I NEEDED YOU TO DO THIS FOR ME, JUST THIS ONE THING, AND YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT! INSTEAD, YOU JUST DID THE SAME THING YOU'VE BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS, WITH THAT POSSESSIVE, VAIN, MANIAC. I COVERED FOR YOU WHEN I COULD HAVE JUST TOLD THE TEACHER WHAT YOU'VE BEEN DOING BUT I DIDN'T, BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO GET IN TROUBLE! I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU! I'VE DONE YOUR HOMEWORK FOR TWO WEEKS, I PICKED YOU UP TWICE LAST WEEK WHEN YOUR CAR BROKE DOWN, I TOOK YOU TO BRANDON'S HOUSE, GOT ICE CREAM WITH YOU,  I EVEN AGREED TO HELP TUTOR YOU WHEN EVERYONE TOLD ME NOT TO BECAUSE YOU WOULD SOMEHOW SCREW ME OVER, AND THEY WERE RIGHT. I THOUGHT THAT MAYBE YOU WEREN'T AS BAD AS THEY ALL SAID BUT I WAS WRONG. FUCK YOU MACKENZIE. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE FOREVER AND GO BACK TO YOUR PERFECT LIFE FILLED WITH MAKEUP AND MAKE OUT SESSIONS. INSTEAD OF JUST WATCHING ME GET MY ASS KICKED IN THE HALLS, JUST WALK AWAY AND KISS BRANDON IF HE ISN'T THE ONE DOING IT.” I was breathing heavily and my hands were balled into fists. Spit was dripping from my mouth and my teeth were clenched. I raised my arm up and wiped the spit off my mouth with the sleeve of my leather jacket. Mackenzie looked like she was going to cry but I didn't care. I threw the test to the floor and it was crunched into a ball. I turned around and slammed the nearest exit doors open. I stalked away from the school and off into my secret path in the woods and once I knew I was deep i started to just punch anything in front of me. I was so filled with rage. At Mackenzie, at Mrs. Hopper, Zack's crew, at how my parents would react. I punched and punched a tree until all of my rage was gone and was refilled with pain and sadness. I slid down the trunk of the same tree that I was punching and looked at my hands. My knuckles were completely cut up and blood was running down them and onto the sleeves of my jacket. I tried to wipe it off on my black ripped jeans but it stung too badly. Instead of getting help I just sat there and cried. My overall grade is fucked. I'm going to get hell at home for this and it isn't even my fault. I yelled at Mackenzie and now Brandon was going to get people together to beat my ass. I'm going to get in trouble with the school, Zack's crew would look for revenge for what I did to them.

I eventually calmed down and decided to just go home. I texted Lauren and told her that I was leaving before I ran home, eager to see my dog Bently and bury my face in his fur to make me feel better.