After my night at Kyoto, my mother was dragging me to school. Or as I liked to call it hell. So you know the cliques, the popular group and the emo group, the all around bad asses of the school and then there is me. The only nerd in the entire school. Cliche isn't it. I stick to myself because no one wants to hang with a nerd. When your the only nerd that doesn't want to do what the bitches say then imagine how much I get beat up and hurt in the process.
However, I let it happen. You see I'm not normal. I happen to do boxing. I'm pretty good but I hate hurting people so at school I don't show this side.
'Geez don't they know that I'm fed up with this shit?' Is exactly what I thought as the 'Queen B' started screaming and calling me a slut. But honestly she has been on more weiners than Heinz ketchup. Sighing I grabbed my books and headed to class.
~le time skip~
" Jackson!" Great, he isn't here. Slowly I made my way into the gym to change into my boxing clothes. Whenever I got done I basically ran to the punching bag. After what seemed like seconds I was screaming and on the fucking ground. "Jackson! You arse your late!" He laughed and came around the bag. "Sorry but I had to get some one . Meet our new fighter Christian Meroti." Holy shitake mushrooms.
Hey guys sorry I haven't updated in EVER so the dude is Christian.
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