Bad Boy Lessons

Lesson #4: Know When To Bring Out The Hammer - Thor

Lesson #4: Know When To Bring Out The Hammer - Thor

I yawned as I grabbed my school bag and threw it over my shoulder. Worrying about Charlie had kept me up most of the night, and worrying about myself had kept me up the rest.

So, with no sleep and no breakfast, I made my way to school. There wasn’t any time to go to the comic book store – not that I wanted to risk going there after last night.

“You going to be late," Eddie said, in a fake baby voice. I groaned. This kid was seven years old now, surely he could pronounce common English words.

But saying, "Eddie, your seven now, learn fucking English," didn't seem like the best thing to say in front of your angry mum who was holding a frying pan full of oil.

So I ignored him and ran to the bus stop, sheltering my head from the rain with my Superman umbrella.

The bus was almost empty because students would have taken the earlier buses and I immediately felt out of place when I saw the old couples holding hands and talking how they "Can't believe it's not butter."

I practically ran off the bus as soon as it stopped and made my way to school, trying to remove the mental image of that old guy's teeth.

As soon as I stepped through the school gates, I knew something was wrong.

Firstly, there was a huge crowd of people chanting when they should all be in their first lesson. The crowd included almost everyone from my year and a few from the year below. The teachers were nowhere to be seen but surely they should find it curious that half the school hadn't turned up for their lessons.

Why am I questioning it? This means I don't get a detention for being late! Yeah!

I pushed past my crazy classmates who were still shouting until I could see what was going on. The first thing my eyes registered was Tyler's bloody nose. I screamed out and his eyes found mine, immediately.

The people around me chorused "Ooooo" happily as they probably thought the fight would get more dramatic.

"Tyler, what happened?" I shouted over the extremely loud chanting but I think he may have heard me seeing as he shot me an apologetic look.

I  furrowed my eyebrows, confused and he started to walk towards me when suddenly he was pushed to the ground by another body.

Thomas's to be precise.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing? Get off him!" I shouted, my vision going red. I could practically feel my claws coming out.

Now, I'm no Wolverine, but I know how to fight. It's just something you have to learn when you're a nerd.

The crowd's cheers and chants grew louder but I could hardly hear them as I ran forward and grabbed Thomas's shoulder. I expected him to keep on hitting Tyler (because, come on, I'm not exactly strong or intimidating) but I didn't expect him to hit me.

Gasps filled the school ground as girls shrieked and guys screamed at Thomas.

But I wasn't listening to them as I stumbled backwards and fell to the ground, my vision blurred by tears and the sounds around me growing faint.

But before I passed out, I heard Tyler's curse, his voice angrier and louder than ever before. "You're going to pay for that you bastard!"

And then everything went black.

                                                               

I was shaken awake and quickly squatted the warm hand away. "Noo." I groaned and I heard laughter around me.