I'm not the one who needs saving

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 "Everyone this is the new student, Keith.", announced my 4th period teacher, Mr. Jackson, "Keith you can have the empty seat next to my good student Catherine. Catherine may you raise your hand?'

I obediently did as he asked. Keith came around to the desk. He may have glance at me, he may have not.  I didn't pay much attention towards him; all I cared about was surviving lunch (which was right after this period.) He didn't bother me and I didn't bother him. Oh, but  you should have heard all the other girls go crazy.

"Oh look how tall and cute he is!"

"I love his shaggy black hair!"

"He looks like such a bad boy!"

"How come Mr. Jackson sat him next to that lame nerd?"

I sighed; it was so annoying and bothersome. But I guess that guy Keith heard the last remark (which was actually from Isabella) and he actually turned back to the girls with such a look that it even caught my attention, "You know, this 'lame nerd' seems to be better company than you chicks. So why don't you all turn down the hormones and shut up."

Everyone but Mr. Jackson seemed to hear that. All I could utter was a WOW. When he heard that he looked at me with a 'what you say expression'. His sharp golden eyes pierced straight through me in such a startling way that I immediately took back my comment. He shrugged and turned away.

He is so scary. Yet I should have thanked him.

 For the rest of 4th period it was silent. Well, that is if you were to exclude the murmurs of the girls behind us. Then I heard the clicking of a cell phone, and when I looked to the right of me I could see through Johanna's brown (and now with golden highlights) hair a hidden set of ear buds. When I looked down to her lap and I saw that she was uploading yesterday's video onto the internet. I laid my head on the desk, my worried expression hidden by my arms. Now I'm gonna be made fun of and laughed at all around the world.

Suddenly (to make everything worse) the bell rang, and Mr. Jackson sent us all out to lunch.

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So many times I have tried to hide from them, and some days I was allowed peace. But it was only those days. Nearly every day I have tried to struggle my way out of Alexandra's grip. Never once have I escaped, and I know it's because I'm so weak compared to her.

"Today is special my little nerd", smirked Monica, "I found a nice little puddle for you."

The other girls laughed, and within a few minutes of squirming in Alexandra's grasp, I was horrified to find a large mud puddle created by the rain a few days ago. It was behind the pine tree in the P.E field, and out of sight from the public.

"Oooh, a little nerd-pig we shall have today!" giggled Isabella

"Oink! Oink!" snorted Johanna

"Heh, how fitting." sneered Alexandra as she flipped her short blonde hair.

Monica grabbed me away from her crony and looked me straight in the eye, "Pig's absolutely love the mud. Right piggy?"

"I'm not a pig!" I cried reluctantly

"Humph. Your right." She pulled off my glasses, "Now you look more like a pig" She thrust me into the mud, and I landed with a big splash. I tried to get back up but it was so thick and tough to move in. It even smelled like trash that had come from the sewer. They yelled repeatedly for me to squeal and roll over. I tried not to cry but the mud stung my eyes. I looked up to the group, my vision blurred yet clearly seeing them laugh at me. The three cronies chanted, "'Ahh' group! 'Ahh' group!" and Monica looked down at me with that hint of joy in her green eyes.

 My hair and face was caked in dirt, yet the tears were evident. Like every other day, I pleaded for them to stop. I looked up with pleading eyes, eyes that were always pleading to HER.

However, when I looked up this time there was a 5th person in the back round. I squinted for a better view yet I could not see it still. When Monica saw that I wasn't looking up to her, she quickly turned. I heard her gasp, and the other's reaction had followed hers.

"What are YOU doing here?" Monica questioned.

'What are you doing here?' mocked the stranger.

There was silence, then Alexandra stepped forward, "Get outta here if you don't wanna get hurt kid."

"Humph. I just came here to see this 'ahh~' group. Didn't expect to see a bunch of POPULAR girls. I had no idea POPULAR translated into whore in this school."

"Who the fuck you calling WHORES?!" shouted Alexandra

The stranger chuckled, I am not kidding he CHUCKLED. Alexandra is the muscle of the group. Why was he risking a beat down?

Then the strange boy continued his prodding, "Didn't think you were retarded too. 'Ahh~' group. I mean seriously, that definitely translates into whore. The group name makes you all sound like you're getting fucking orgasms."

That pushed Alexandra to the limit and she charged at him, but the stranger stood his ground. Then at the last possible moment the stranger grabbed her and threw her too the floor. There was no reaction or even a sound from the crony.

"Omigod I think she's unconscious..." murmured Isabella.

"I don't want that jerk touching me at all!", and with that Johanna ran away.

"That wimp!" growled Monica under her breath. Yet I just kneeled there in the mud amazed. I started to smile; someone was actually here to help. I could not believe it! Someone else is here for me and not Monica!

But I smiling enraged HER, "STUPID BITCH! STOP SMILING!" I could not see her foot coming towards me, and she surprised me with a kick to the chin. I flew back; my lip was bleeding and went numb from the pain. I coughed and wheezed but then Monica came into the mud puddle and kicked me in the stomach.

My lunch forced out of my stomach. Monica had never gotten this violent before, I think she finally lost her cool. In the backround, I could hear Isabella surprise to her boss kicking me. She yelled at Monica to stop and she screamed that she was going too far. She ran and Monica yelled at her calling her a 'Cunt'. Then she looked down to me again, raised her leg, and with full force stomped on my back. My face was pushed into the mud, and I began to feel dizzy. It was so hard to breathe. I coughed, wheezed, and pleaded for the pain to stop but she only kicked me again.

I looked up to her again but to my surprise, it wasn't to her foot. The stranger had actually gotten behind her and grabbed her by the hair. Monica screamed, and she cursed at him. However, he seemed unintimidated, and with a swift movement of the arm, he lunged her deep in the mud.

Next to me, she trembled from anger, "FUCKING ASSHOLE."

"Karma's a bitch ain't she? Don't worry though, I hear mud's good for the skin. Perfect for the top whore." She threw a tantrum in the mud, but she couldn't reach out to hurt the stranger or me.

The stranger then bent down to help me up. He leaned towards my ear and whispered, "You and I need to get outta here. So move it."

I nodded obediently as he grabbed my arm and led me away. He rushed through the field with me stumbling behind him. All eyes of the public were on us; all around me I heard whispers from the other students. With my free hand, I felt my lip; my whole chin was drenched in blood.

"Stop touching the wound" The stranger ordered. I nodded and pulled my hand away. When we stopped, I could see that we were in front of Mr. Jackson's room.

"Here are your glasses", he placed them carefully in my hand, but when I tried to put them on, he stopped me, "I was never there. You defended yourself. I was never there. UNDERSTOOD?"

"...but-"

"NO BUTS. There is no need to thank me, but like I said I WAS NEVER THERE."

"But why can't I say-", he looked me straight in the eyes and I realized who he was.

I nodded obediently, for there was no denying those golden eyes were his.