Part 1 The Class

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Jean walked into the classroom. It was a nice Tuesday morning, there was a small rain storm in the night. As he walked into the class he took his seat and opened his chromebook. He looked on the internet about eating bull testicals.  He bite his lip and looked over to Hanz. Hanz was reading a book about the war of 1812. Jean went right back looking at the websites.

Later that day all of the students went out side to lunch.  Jean and Hanz went to see Emily. Emily was in a different class then the two of them. When the three was outside they began to talk about the subjects they had. Jean looked at Hanz with the love in his eyes. "Hanz i have something that i went to tell you" said Jean with a quite voice. "What is it?" said Hanz back. Emily looked at the two of them with confusion. "I- I love you Hanz" said Jean with a happy voice. "what?" siad Hanz. "I do Hanz from the moment i saw you" said Jean

"Screw you Jean, i love Emily" said Hanz. " I love you too Hanz" Emily said back with a smile. Then Hanz and Emily began to kiss. As the two kissed Jean began to cry. "Hanz i confused my love to you and you just push it away" Jean said with tears in his eyes. The two of them did't even hear Jean. "Damn you Hanz and Emily!" screamed Jean. Jean tackled Hanz to the ground and beaten him up. Emily screamed to stop, but Jean did not stop. Every punch from Jean was blood everywhere. 

Then Benita and Samantha ran over to stop the fight. they were able to pull jean off of Hanz, but the damage was already done. Hanz was half alive. Hanz teeth was on the ground. Jean hands were bloody. Then out of nowhere Nolan walked out of a bush, he had a white powder on his nose. 'What the hell happen here?!" Nolan screamed. One of Nolan's nose began to bleed. "I don't know" said Benetia. Hanz laid on the ground bloody and brushed. "I loved you Hanz, I always do and you took it away from me" Jean began to cry and walk away. Emily just wondered to her self what just happened. 

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