When Mr popular meets the Misfit - Princeton Love Story [EDITING]

Chapter 11 -

I AM SO SO SO SO SORRY. Seriously guys. I've been ULTRA busy, you don't understand how HARD school is.  I think I'm gonna need a co-writer to help me out with this story, since Shanice can't help me no more ;(  so comment if you wanna be one, lol. Sorry if this is short :(

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Jacob.

Fear.

The fear of rejection. 

My mind wasn't ready for that.

No, I couldn't handle that.

If Nia said no..

I splashed water on my face to cool myself down.

"Shake it off Perez" I told myself.

As I was leaving the toliet, someone was coming in.

He took a step back, and blocked me from leaving the toliet.

He chuckled.

"Well if it isn't cripple."

"I have no time for your bullshit Rayan, move." I gritted my teeth. This negro was gonna get me outta my zone.

"Or what? You aint gonna do SHIT. Your mummy Nia isn't here to save you." He taunted.

"Rayan, I'm not going to tell you again, next time I'll tell you with my fists." I threatened.

He started laughing.

"FISTS? NIGGA YOU HAVE ONE HAND. Or is your other fist Cherelle? Or Jaden? Or that HOE Nia?" He started.

My blood boiled. If he made ONE more comment about Nia.

"Don't. Talk. About. Her." I slowly took deep breaths.

"OR WHAT? YOU'RE ACTING LIKE SHE ISN'T A HOE, THE ONLY REASON I WANTED HER IS FOR SOME HEAD IN THE CORNER." He chuckled.

THAT'S IT.

It was like a beast took ahold of me. I balled BOTH of my fists, and punched Rayan with such force that he flew right out to the hallway.

I ran out to where he was, grabbed him by his pigtail, and smashed his head against the nearest locker.

"WHAT DO YOU WANNA SAY ABOUT NIA NOW?" I growled whilst grabbing his collar with BOTH of my hands.

[A/N notice how Jacob hasn't realised yet, lol. The hint is in the word BOTH.]