Whose Worse So Called Bad Boy Or Me

part 2

'Hey help him ' I yelled through the crowd okay i love watching fights but not one where the one being beaten up is not fighting back and is also not in a position to do so.

I jumped into the ring and separated the two growling at the bully whose name i did not care of and helping the wounded one up leading him to one of the numerous classes which were all empty. Well at least he was man enough not to start a fight with a lady but i know I'd have it coming one way or another pay back is a bitch in good times or not. 

'Thank you. But the dispensary isn't that way' Ignoring his comment i made him sit on one of the desks opened my beg and took out my medical bag getting a raised eyebrow from him.

'What ? Raise your head and loose that grin so that i could fix you or i make my services valluable'

He quickly did as i told him and when i was done he did look handsome in a geek way and also way too young to be in high school. 

'I'm Natalie by the way but my fiends call me Nat' I picked up my supplies dumping them back into my bag and throwing away the trash

'I'm Edwin and you seem new'

'I'm always new' I said with a sigh swinging my bag over my shoulder 

'and funny'

'I could use a tour by he way'

'Happy to be of your service'

'But this is not payment for tonight'

'I thought it would be'

'Nop'

I walked out of the class expecting the others to be full and us late but they were all empty  I looked back at him with a surprised look.

'Oh there is a game so every one goes to watch .'

'Like everyone...everyone'

'Yeah it quite a big thing '

'Even the geeks'

'Yep '

'The goths'

'Yep'  we were now headed towards the field

'Those who had detention'

'Definitely ' then i just notice that my mouth didn't feel like shutting up 

' I'm mumbling' 

'I noticed'

We found seats that overlooked the better half of the pitch and settled down but Edwin seemed rather quite uncomfortable once he started watching the game 

'So is the bully in the team'

'Unsurprisingly he is maybe'  that's why he is uncomfortable

'Hmm, does he bully everyone or only those who he likes to'

'I really don't know he has been picking on me since i was born'

I laughed hysterically but in a good cheer mood way that made Ed smile a little

'He is my brother.' 

'Oh' it was my time to absorb the emotion around

'Wait that jack ass of a stupid man should i even call him a man is your brother'

'Apparently i'm too smart for my grade so i was brought here and he missed two seasons of summer school and degraded so here we are in the same grade.'

'Tried telling your parents'

He moved out so he cant piss me out at home but in school no one can tell him what to do'

'Funny he didn't kick me in the ass earlier'

'No way your the girl who snapped his cigar into half'

'Yeah then trashed it and left him in shock , wait thats what people are calling me though'

'Sort of your luck its not trash bitch that's worse'

'True'

'You are a bad ass you know that' 

'Nah' i said with shrug just as the second round of the game ended

***********************************************************************************************The rest of the week moved along with ed showing me around during the breaks since our timetables were oddly similar . I never really met the bully as my head still called him till the last day of the week there was a motor bike packed next to my bicycle and it was epic . It was black with leather seats and the drivers handles were designed for masculine hands ,the tire's just showed who owned the roads and the body graphic don't even get me started on it okay i'm over exaggerating but it was cool and slick.I bent down and studied the body ever since i was little i had a thing for art and there was no way i would have just left

'Want a ride .' The voice made me jerk up only to be hit by one of the handles on my scalp

And there he was the bully jangling a bunch of keys by the ring

'Okay just tell me that this is not your ride cause i will hate complementing your taste of style'

'Well thank you its a BMW K 1600 GTL with a maximum output of 160PS' I was suddenly confused.

'Why do i feel like you were mentioning the name of a lipstick'

'Way to kill the pride'

I just undid the chain out of my bike ,put the helmet on and rode out of the school compound

It was a sunny evening and i din not fell like going back to the center, i had no assignment plus i was sure the children would be running around Maggy my room mate would be banging the room with loud music and all i wanted was some peace and quiet so i headed for the pack which was  interestingly pretty near. Sitting on the ground with my back to a tree i pulled out my sketch book and let my hands do their trick it wasn't helping so i just lay fully on my back and made funny images out of the clouds laughing all alone till i heard a muscular laugh.  Turning around it was the bully 

'You have to stop scaring me and following me' 

'I wasn't following you'

'Then what the hell are you doing in a park'

'Just looking around' he said as if searching for something that does not exist y

'You know most bullies don't hang out in the pack as i heard its a place for losers so if you were not following me fill in the blanks for yourself' and i went back to my original position taking my sneakers out laying them beside my i did not care if they looked old plus they were my favorite pair out of the two i had 

looking up he was still there blocking my face from the sun with his shuddow

'Don't you have anything to do ' he just ignored me and sat a few steps away not liking the situation i rolled to the opposite side and drifted off to sleep

I woke up a few hours later and he was luckily nowhere to be found .  I got up and took the leaves out of my hair and rode my bike to the center it was pretty dark and