That Girl

The Fight pt. 1

I stood there as I watch butterfingers walk away with his crew. Within a span of two days, I have been kissed and called a bitch. Isn't that great?

I shook my head and looked at White Boy.

"Why did you do that?" I said.

He looked at me with strong emotion in his eyes, "Why are you even asking?" he said with attitude.

"I just want to know why you wanted to cause unnecessary drama against someone who is just putting on a show. Like I don't get it" I said feeling very frustrated. Like I know he was doing this to get on my nerves, but I also want this to blow away and the best way to do so is by being lowkey. Now he creates a situation. Boys.

He grabbed me pulling me out of my thoughts. I tried to pull back. "What are you doing?"

"You didn't hear anything I said, did you?"

"No"

"Whatever man. I am not going to waste my time standing in the hallway arguing about some girl"

Now that hurt, some girl.

"I mean no one told you to put yourself in this position. So, stay out of it." With that, I walked away.

Can't believe I like him. I mean he is cute when he is mad. But that is beside the point. Since when did I have people sticking up for me? I am tired of this drama. I have enough to deal with.

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I don't get it. One moment we are getting a step closer and next we are getting nowhere. I don't understand her mind or motives at all. I know who to blame. Evans.

He thought I wouldn't be able to whoop his ass in front of his boys. Think again.

I stood in the hallway trying to figure out what to do. Then I hear the bell ring. Fuck man, I have a class with her.

I made my way to class and purposely sat right next to her. I ain't let her get away this easy.

"what are you doing," She said without looking at me. I stayed quiet and didn't even bother answering her. I sat there for about 10 minutes arms crossed and just zoned out. Till I felt her touch me.

"Move," she said with irritation.

"Make me," I said with a smirk.

"Really? Damn it, White boy, move. I am not playing any games with you. I am so done with your crap."

I looked at her and realized she was red in the face, but what could I have done to make her so angry.

I got up.

"Mr. Michaels, get back to your seat." I walked out.

I racked my hands through my hair. This girl is going to be the death of me. I don't know anything about her. Yet, here I am being soft over some chick.

"haha, man you should have seen Michaels' face trying to pull up on you acting tough. He must not know his place." I heard around the corner, but I can't figure out who's talking.

"Don't worry about it, you know that dummy only cares about that fatass. I'll make him see that I am not to be messed with." I heard him say.

Boom. Boom. Boom. I hear my heart beating heavily against my chest. Fist clenched. I turn the corner and throw my backpack at Richard and run up on him.

I swing punches left and right. I can't focus right now; all I am thinking about is just destroying this fool. Until I feel someone grab me and blows being delivered to my abdomen.

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I don't get this idiot. One moment he's mad at me and the next he's trying to get my attention. He needs to know some boundaries because he is starting to get on my last damn nerve. Speaking of nerves, he has some freaking nerve sitting next to me in class. Is he stupid?

SLAM! I looked up and noticed he walked out.

White boy. I mumbled

A few minutes passed and I could not stand focus at all. I had this feeling something was wrong.

I raised my hand. "Mr. Rasq, can I use the restroom?"

"Go ahead but return quickly."

"Thanks."

I walked on the hallways to get to the bathroom, but something was telling me don't go to the bathroom.

As I kept walking, I heard scuffling noises. It sounded as if somebody was being beaten, so I turned the corner and lo and behold I see white boy and Butterfingers, got it.

I could not believe my eyes here I see you Butterfingers, white boy, and Butterfingers his friend in a brawl.

"please stop you're hurting him," I said trying to pull Butterfingers his friend away from White boy.

As I tried to pull him, he pushed me aside and I fell. I did the stupidest thing ever and got in the middle.

"Please stop!" I yelled and Brace myself for the impact that was going to take place. As I waited for a blow to my back. I heard murmuring from people watching the fight.

"That's it, to my office now!" The voice boomed. I opened my eyes and looked into White boy's eyes and realized the I was on him. I quickly moved. "Sorry"

I looked and seen it was the principal. Oh damn. Every time I'm around these dummies I get in trouble.

...

Back at the Principal's office

"Can someone care to explain what was going on in the hallway?" Mrs. Hyatt barked at us. No one spoke. "Alright, since no one wants to speak, A. J. and Adrian please step outside. I need to speak to Richard.

We got up and left the office.

I sat on the bench; I can't believe I am going to get in trouble. MY first trouble. I started fumbling with my fingers until I felt a pair of hands touch mine.

"Baby girl, I am sorry." I heard him say. I refused to look at him. I removed my hands around from him.

"Seriously, I am sorry," He said as if he was begging for forgiveness.

I looked at him dead in his eyes, "what are you sorry for", "huh"?

"uh I mean you're in the office because of a stupid fight that happened between me and Richard."

"A fight that should not have happened if you had minded your damn business. Jesus White boy, why can't you listen? It is like you fail to think with your brain and not your stupid emotions. If I remember clearly, I was just some girl to you. So again, why are you sorry for?"

"Man, is it so bad to defend someone I like? I mean you are right why the hell am I even here? I should have left and let you get treated like shit. Since you want me out of your damn business stop including yourself in mine. Did I ask you to be in the middle of the fight? No. So why the fuck did you take it upon yourself to get in the middle? Why did you have to shield me? What if he punched you? What if the principal did not come on time? What if you got fucking hurt? Then what? Fuck. I don't even know why I even bother. You are right you are just some girl because if you weren't you would have known my name for crying out loud. Shit, I know yours; do you know mine, didn't fucking think so." He said shouting. I looked and seen that he was so upset that even his eyes changed color.

I stayed quiet.

"Oh now you're quiet," He said with anger oozing from his body.

"Please, I am sorry okay," I said with tears welling in my eyes. "I am sorry I don't know your name. I am sorry I got in the middle of it. I am sorry I made you mad. I am sorry I got us in trouble. I am just sorry okay. I am sorry for being a mistake to everyone and causing everyone's pain. You, Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith, Mammie, Poppa, my mom, and damn it my own existence, I am sorry okay." I said balling my eyes out. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I cried. 

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