Kick Off

Chapter 2

"Fuck Zoe, didn't you're parents teach you manners?" Griffen, jacks twin brother snapped. All of year 11 P.E students looked at me and the twins. 20 odd pairs of eyes bore into my back, making me feel uncomfortable.

"What parents?" Jack laughed.

Without thinking my bag was on the floor and I lunged at jack, nocking him to the ground. I hated it when people joked about my parents. Almost everyone new it was a soft spot for me but the twins never gave up on the subject, sometimes taking it too far; like right now.

I grabbed his collar, ignoring the shouts from the crowd around us. In one swift movement, I swung my fist back and straight down onto jacks cheek. I didn't realise I was crying until a stray tear slipped down my cheek and fell to the carpeted floor of the classroom. I felt the anger being drawn out of me with a single punch; the anger, sadness and hate over my parents.

Before I could take another swing, a pair of tanned arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me off jack and forcefully to my feet. I didn't struggle, just let them pull me off, while my eyes stay staring into jacks.

"I've got her sir!" A familiar voice called. I was suddenly pushed out of the classroom, the door shutting behind me, cutting out the shouts from the students.

I pressed my back up against the cool wall, sliding down until I slumped to the ground. I held my head in my hands, calming my breaths since I had been burred up from jack and griffin. The sound of someone, sliding to the ground as I did echoed through the hall. I knew who it was, and I didn't need to see what their face read, I could tell they were disappointed.

"Why?" Matts voice, rasped next to me. My head shook in my hands, I didn't want to answer. I hated talking to people about my problems. I was like my brother Ben; independent and wanting to solve every hurdle by my self.

"Zoella, look at me!" He demanded softly, taking my wrist in his large hands and pulling them way from my face. I groaned, not wanting to look at him. "What happened back there?" He whispered.

"You seen what happened Matt." I say, resting my head against the wall, staring intently at the ceiling. "It doesn't need an explanation."

"Yes it does." His fingers Intwine with mine in my lap. I look down and smile at our hands; his tanned fingers separated by my golden skin.

"I've never seen you lash out like that before Zoe. It scares me to think that you're a violent person." I shake my head, laughing silently at his accusations.

I tilt my head so that I'm looking into matts brown eyes. "I'm not a violent person Matt. I'm just sick of Jack and Griffin giving me shit about my parents." I say truthfully.

"You need to talk to me about this Zo. You know that I will listen, you know that I won't judge you." His thumb brushed over my knuckles, sending shivers down my spine.

"I know everyone says that violence isn't the answer, but-" I take a deep breath, sighing as I breath out. "Sometimes, certain situations can't be sorted with words. Besides, Jack kind of had that coming for a long time, and you can't talk things through with Jack and Griffin; they have brains of dynamite." I crack a smile thinking of how good I punched Jack. Matt was laughing beside me, causing me to have a small giggle to my self.

"Just promise me you won't go around beating the shit out of everyone who steps in you're way." I nod my head.

"Promise." I say, my blue eyes deeply looking into matts brown ones.

His eyes are mesmerising; whenever I look into them, I feel as though I'm hypnotised, in a trance..it's incredible! They are so soft, loving and caring, I never see a bad spark when I look into his eyes; just beauty and care.