Paper Antlers

Chapter 9

I was really happy for Mikey and Callie and then, the bad thing happened (as predicted). 

I was walking across the field, hedding home when this jock decided he was better than me. 

"hey emo, stop being so gay." he taunted, pushing me into a locker. I guess not many people said something back because when I yelled "If dyed hair is gay then so is pushing people into lockers!" he spun around and tried to punch me in the face. I ducked but I didn't move fast enough to avoid the kick in the stomach. Adrenaline took over and I was on my feet throwing a punch to his face. He was definately not expecting that. The jock fell back a step and suddenly it was every high school fight movie ever. My stomach throbbed but I stayed on my feet. I was faster than him but he was stronger by far.  

"your type is nothing more than stuff for us to step on!" He growled. "If only you could catch us! And by the way, i'm straight." I taunted. "You'll regret that because the only sassy boys I know of are the gay ones." he said, going into fight stance. A few people had gathered to watch. Great, an audience (that's pure sarcasm). I darted to the left as he swung another punch. My foot lashed out and caught him in the knee, making it buckle. He was on his feet again, why'd he have to be light on his feet? After a few seconds of circling each other, the jock swung again but instead of aiming for my face he aimed for my side which caught me off gaurd. I lost my breath and fell to my knees gasping. "had enough? Gonna run?" he mocked. What he didn't know was that I was experienced in this sort of fighting. Hell, I had a middle school's worth of experience. I jumped on my feet as black spots danced though my vision and dashed behind him. I rushed forward punching him hard in the nose, hearing it crack. In the process I grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms behind his back, twisting them. "I'm not one to run." I whispered. Since he was stronger than me the plan was only in effect for about 4 seconds. His fist connected with my cheeck bone, once, twice, I backed away as he delivered the final blow to the same side he had kicked before. Then, "back off jackass!" Frank ran through the circle of people with Ollie, Mikey, and Callie close behind. The ground came up to greet me and I heard people pulling the jock away.