The FuckBoy Next Door [ON HOLD]

Ch@pter 3: what happens when she's on her Japan

Kim POV

Who knew you'd end up doing a math quiz you haven't  studied for and Ace it. Well I did.
I was at the lunch table with Jake, Shawn, Lucas, Marcus, Malcolm, Clementine, Austin, Zach, Cameron,Ethan, Grayson, Andrew, Andre, Chris, Nicholas, Maze, Dillon and Matt.
Andrew was built and had blonde hair, he's from Canada and is a definition of fuckboy but has manners a gentleman would have.
Andre was Andrew's close cousin from New York, he's African American and knows how to stick with one girl till it doesn't work out. Chris is well Chris. He's a street rapper and he's popular also African American. Nicholas is from Germany and has manners as well but he jumps from girl to girl each month. He's not a fuckboy but people qualify him as one. Maze is what we call him because he always tackles people perfectly on the soccer field. He's from Africa and doesn't really believe in dating or settling down. Dillon is good at acting and is a great defender of the soccer team. He is also Bisexual and very open minded about it. He's from Indonesia and he's family accepts who he is. Then there's Matt Dillon's partner form LA. He's parents don't really accept him so he moved in with Dillon's parents. He pays some of the rent even though Dillon's parents don't want him to. He's what you call actually being stubborn.

I took a bite of my Italian styled pizza and as soon as I swallowed it people began chattering. Then one of the worst things someone could do to my food happened. Justin sat down and took a bite of my pepperoni pizza. Our table fell silent  and Shawn spoke up.
"Dude. What. Have. You. Done?" I was frozen.
"What? " Justin asked still chewing the pizza he bit on.
"God. Kim. Don't." Grayson warned but I didn't listen. I stood up and picked up my cup of shaved ice till Jake took it out of my hand.
"Dude you better get her another slice of pizza." Ethan said and I shrug.
"Nah it's fine,its just a slice of pizza." I say and the whole group of people in our table stare at me like I'm insane.
"You are so lucky right now she's not on her Japan and just had pizza last night." Marcus explains.
"Japan?" Justin asks.
"Ya know, menstruation." Chris explain and Justin looks disturbed.
"To much info." Justin says and takes the last bite of the pizza. "What happens when she's on her 'Japan' ?"  Justin asks.
"She broke Andrew's arm and she almost broke Andre's tailbone." Lucas says and continues eating his burger.
"Damn, girl violence is a crime." Justin jokes and everyone laughs and I keep a blank expression.
"Ha ha very funny." I say sarcastically.
"I'm kidding." Justin smirks.
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"We have a new team captain!" Coach Manuel announces. We were on the soccer field after school for practice because our first soccer game is in two months,68 hours,50minutes and 66 seconds.
I wasn't nervous about it. About being team captain. It's either me or that Peter douche bag.
I felt a presence behind me so I turned around to catch a glimpse of Justin smirking at me.
"Kim Cooper." he announces and all the boys besides Peter and Justin jump on me to congratulate me. It was tradition for the team to jump on you and pick you up when you become captain or score the winning goal. They got off me and the coach silenced us.
"We got a new team members in striker and defence position, Justin Jacobson and Elliot Prior!" the team nods and they line up to give Justin and Elliot a handshake. Justin looks me in the eye with his green ones towards my blue ones.
"Good job, tomboy. " he says and smiles at me. That's the first time I saw him smile.
"You too,jerk." I say and move on to the not so infamous Elliot.
"So you must be that jerk over there's inseparable friend?" I say and nod towards Justin.
"Indeed I am. You must be that girl he kept talking about, Kim am I right?" He asks.
"Yes I am Kim and I don't think he was talking about me." I reply.
"The girl next door. You know you're the first person he smiled at in years." he says and before I can reply.
"Into positions! Do suicides at least 27 times!" the coach yells and I nod towards Elliot.
"Good talking to you,Elliot!" I say and he nods.
"Same here!"
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I was leaving the changing locker room when someone grabbed me by my wrist. I turned around to face Peter and he had this smirk playing along his lips. I pulled my wrist back and he smiled but it was a sceptical one.
"Hello, babygirl." he said and put his hands on my waist.
"Don't call me that." I demanded and pulled back.
"You're so stubborn. That's what I liked about you." he said and started walking slowly towards me. I started back up until my back hit the lockers. My duffel bag and skate board was on the ground along with my back pack.
"What are you d-doing?" I stutter and he smirks. He leans in and I hit his chest but he doesn't budge.
"Stop! Just stop! Leave!" I yell but he collides his lips with my own. I squirm but I'm pressed roughly against the locker. I could hear someone in the distance and then Peter was no longer pushed against me.
"She said leave her the fuck alone!" Justin yelled and started punching him in the face.
"Justin!Justin stop!" I yelled and he doesn't listen instead he keeps punching him. Elliot notices this and so does Marcus. They break up the fight and Justin turned around his hands balled up into fists. "Kim." he whispers and I turn around only to grab my skateboard and back pack leaving my duffel bag behind. I ran as far and as fast as I could. My vision blurred.
"Kim! Kim! Please hold up." I could hear Justin yell my name out but I kept on running. When I got outside the school I jumped on my skateboard and skated home.
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I was at my desk in my room going through my text book when I heard a ticking noise by my window. I got up and opened the curtains and lifted up the window.
"What are you doing here?" I asked Justin who was on a ladder with a box of pizza in his hand.
"Can you move,please?" he asked and I did. He climbed through the window after throwing my duffel bag in.
"I came to say sorry." he spoke up.
"Sorry?" I asked in case I was hearing things.
"I don't usually say sorry but you're...different." he says and gives me a faint smile.
"Different?" I asked once again.
"Yes different. Are you going to accept my apology now?" he asks.
"Why are you saying sorry?" I asked still standing still in one spot. Is this really happening?
"You know... Being a douche,eating your so called precious food. And for beating up that douche when you told me to stop." he says and I nod.
"Okay. Apology accepted. But one last question." I reply.
"Go ahead." Justin nods but I hesitate for a second.
"W-why?"