Alex

I quickly walked as fast as I could away from Jack after he basically yelled at me to put my number in. In this short few minutes I had ever spoken a word to him, I have noticed that he is pretty much the typical asshole type. The ones that are rude for no reason, and just forget you after you do what they want. But, I can’t help but think about how adorable he looked when he was angry. Also, I kept mentally slapping myself every time I stuttered. I normally don’t stutter that bad, hell it’s very rare that I stutter. It only happens when my anxiety is spiked. And holy hell did Mr. Smith and Jack raise the level of it.

I was sitting in my second class of the day, not really paying attention. My mind was focused on something else. That something being, Jack. I wanted so bad to decline Mr. Smith's offer for me to tutor him, but I hated disappointing people. Last time I disappointed someone, which just so happened to be a few days ago, on Friday. The quarterback of the school's football team made me do his Calculus homework, I made one little tiny mistake and the next day I gave it to him and he turned it in. I got a fist to my gut.

I don’t know why I am the target, the punching bag. But, I believe it has something to do with me never saying more than two words to anyone other than a teacher, and that’s just when we are alone. Back to the whole Jack thing. I’m pretty sure he was judging me on my stuttering, I could tell from how he stood. I could also tell that he wanted to just punch me to get me to shut up. I’m just glad he didn’t. Thought, I’m pretty sure the time will come, it always does. No matter how much I try to stay on everyone’s good side, I always fuck up somehow, even if I don’t know what I did to deserve any of the torment that rains down on me. I guess I will never find out.

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I finished my morning classes, and it was now time for lunch. Normally everyone loves lunch, I hate it. Not only do I never eat here, but I don’t have anyone to sit with. I wasn’t friends with any of these people at this school. In fact, I only had two friends. Rian and Zack, but they don’t go to this school. They come over to my place on the weekends every week. They come on Friday right after school let’s out, and stay over till Sunday. Which are really the only times I actually enjoy life.

I already put my stuff away in my locker, and I had just entered the lunchroom. I looked around and saw people jumping around, having fun with their friends. Talking and laughing as loud as they could. I swear, this place it like a Zoo during this time of day. I never stay in the lunchroom at this time, I always went to the closest bathroom. Which means I have to go thru this room, and then I can finally get some peace and quiet.

I put my head down and started my walk thru the mess of students. I got about halfway there when someone put their leg out and tripped me, making me fall on my face. I winced at the sharp pain I got in my nose, but ignored it as I quickly got to my feet. When I did, I did a mistake and made eye contact with someone, that someone just having to be Jack. He was sitting a few tables away and looked at me with a confused face. Great, he probably thinks I’m just some stupid kid who falls at the most random times. I put my head back down and speed walked out of the lunchroom, ignoring at the kids laughing and calling me names.

I finally reached the bathroom, and entered it. Letting out a deep breath. Only, now to wish I had not entered at this time. “Oh, look who we have here.” I heard the person say as I kept my head low. I knew the voice belonged to the quarterback of the football team, Ronnie. I just wish he wasn’t here. I also heard a few laughs as I backed myself up against the wall, oh how lovely, he has his pack of goons with him. I saw feet approach me and stand in front of my backed up frame. I put my arms around myself, knowing what was going to happen next.

Before another word was said, I felt a fist collide with my eye, and I had no doubt in my mind that I was going to have a black eye before the school day was up. I felt him collide his fist in my gut and I doubled over in pain. His fucking goons sending me a few kicks as they all laughed and made their way out of the bathroom.

I waited a minute after they left, finally finding the energy to stand up on my own two feet, and slowly walk over to one of the bathroom stalls. I got in it and locked the door, sitting down and putting my head in my hands as I could tell the tears were falling and I had no control over them. I was in so much pain, I didn’t care who saw me cry. Yes, I knew if anyone saw me crying I would get a few more hits. I didn’t care about that right now. I just wanted this day to be over with so I could go home and hide away in my bed. That way I can at least be alone.

I felt my phone go off in my pocket and I let out a small groan as I moved to get it out. When I reached into my pocket, I winced at the pain that shot thru my body. I knew nothing was broken, but I also knew when something was going to bruise. And how I’m feeling now, makes me feel like my whole body is going to be bruised. I finally managed to get my phone out of my pocket, and turned on the screen. It said I had a text message from an unknown number. I clicked on it and I sighed as I read it. The message said it was from Jack, and that we can meet at his house right after school. I quickly saved his number to my phone and replied.

To: Jack
Yeah. Sure. Whatever.

I sent it and instantly regretted it. If I wasn’t in pain, I would have known better to not tell someone stronger than me that simple word of ‘whatever’. Now I knew for sure I was going to be one of Jack’s next targets.

Notes

Poor Lexyboo! :c

I'm glad you guys are enjoying this story so far! ^~^
How do you guys think Jack is going to act to Lexy at the tutoring session?

Oh, and do me a favor and tell Nia that she is a better writer than me. xD She don't believe me!

[Title Credit: Adam's Song - Blink 182]

~Jagk.