Chapter 4- Finn Anderson

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Monday 6th June 2245, 8:49

Class B27


I leaned back on my chair and vacantly twirled my pen between my fingers. We were in micro technology class. Boring. 

"Finn! Don't lean back on your chair!" Mr Ramirez yelled. 

"Whatever." I murmured and continued to lean back on my chair anyway. The lunch signal rang out and the doors automatically beeped and slid open. The rest of the class got up and ran out of the doors, but my gang and I stayed sitting. We pulled the desks together and sat on them, laughing about how Mr Ramirez had left his glasses behind.

  Suddenly I heard a beep and the doors slid back open. All I saw was a blur of movement and, before I knew it, I was lying on the ground. An angry, black girl pinned me down and aimed a weak punch at my face. I grabbed her hand and twisted it back. The girl screamed and used her other hand to punch me in the chest. I lost grip of her wrist and she wriggled free. "Finn Anderson, you *****!" She grabbed my collar. "Stay away from Zack or I promise you won't live to see the next trial!" The girl hissed through gritted teeth.

I laughed. Did this ***** really think she could beat me?! I kicked my knee into her chest and caught her off-guard. I rolled over and pinned her wrists down. "You just messed with the wrong guy." I wrapped my hand around her neck and she tried desperately to claw at it, but I was clearly stronger than her. She opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Her face was slowly turning a deep maroon. 

"I can do whatever I want, do you hear me?!"I screamed. 

The girl nodded wildly. I stood up and left her gasping for air on the floor. Everyone started laughing. Ethan got up and gave me a fist bump, "That'll teach her."

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