SPOILER'D FOR FOUL LANGUAGE
I awoke from my sleep, groggy and a bit sick, knowing that I had a slight cold from the weather. I blink and walk into the bathroom to get into the shower. I take off my clothes and hop in, quickly bathing then drying myself off, slipping on my clothes afterwards. I brush my teeth quickly and grab my backpack, running out the door afterwards. I hide my chain in my shirt so I will not get embarrassed and run to school. I only had five minutes to get through the door. I ran faster then, I was suddenly tripped by a tall figure. I fall into a puddle and my clothes get stained with muddy water and some gravel. My hair was covered with dirt and I sneeze. The figure laughs and I look up to him. I have seen his face before, but I didn’t know who he was.
“You are a huge dumbass sometimes…” He states as I then got hit with a pain. The pain of upset grabbed me, but I hid it. I take a deep breath.
“At least I don’t trip other people for ****s and giggles,” I respond. I then covered my mouth, knowing that I nearly ever cussed. I then got up and leered at him as he grabbed the collar of my shirt. I then feel slight of breath as he raises me up.
“You have a big mouth for a little ***** like yourself,” He laughs as he pins me to a wall of a house. I try to break free, but fail.
“I am not little! To tell you now, I am 17. How old are you, jackass?” I ask in return, getting a bit angrier. I was usually good at keeping calm, but for some reason, I didn’t feel the same way that day. I coughed and swallowed my spit. He then punched me in the face, right near my eye as I yelp in pain.
“You bastard!” He yelled. I then feel as if I am going to faint. A feeling I have never felt before. Is it because I was sick? Was it the hit? I had no idea. I them closed my eyes ever so slightly, slipping away more and more each second. I then feel awake suddenly, but I was paralyzed, most likely out of pain and fear.
“You are a huge dumbass sometimes…” He states as I then got hit with a pain. The pain of upset grabbed me, but I hid it. I take a deep breath.
“At least I don’t trip other people for ****s and giggles,” I respond. I then covered my mouth, knowing that I nearly ever cussed. I then got up and leered at him as he grabbed the collar of my shirt. I then feel slight of breath as he raises me up.
“You have a big mouth for a little ***** like yourself,” He laughs as he pins me to a wall of a house. I try to break free, but fail.
“I am not little! To tell you now, I am 17. How old are you, jackass?” I ask in return, getting a bit angrier. I was usually good at keeping calm, but for some reason, I didn’t feel the same way that day. I coughed and swallowed my spit. He then punched me in the face, right near my eye as I yelp in pain.
“You bastard!” He yelled. I then feel as if I am going to faint. A feeling I have never felt before. Is it because I was sick? Was it the hit? I had no idea. I them closed my eyes ever so slightly, slipping away more and more each second. I then feel awake suddenly, but I was paralyzed, most likely out of pain and fear.