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The Promise	By : AlluringWords Category: G through L > Ginger Snaps Views: 1987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Promise - Chapter 2
Put ‘em up…
It was almost evening when I finished serving my detention for running in the halls. Dragging my feet slowly beneath me I heard a ruckus over by the school’s gym. Curious, more than anything, I peeked around the corner to see a few football jocks in their letterman jackets. With their backs towards me and hearing noises that sounded like taunts, I moved closer. I was only a few meters behind one of the larger guys as I peered around him to see what was causing all this commotion. A young girl was corralled in the semi circle the boys created and they were ridiculing her. “Hey B! Where are you going B?” It was obvious they were mocking her by calling her B. “Hey, where’s that fine sister of yours? Is she around?” Another boy slammed his fist against the locker preventing her escape. “Do you think you could put in a good word for me B? Huh Whatcha you say?” Another boy piped in, “Hey maybe they will give you a two for one, huh?” The sneering group laughed loudly.
As I crept closer I saw that the girl was my little brunette that I had been trying to track down all week. She was wearing a faded blue checkered flannel shirt that was obviously several sizes too big along with a pair of dark fitted black jeans. However, on her small frail figure, they only made her look smaller and sadly weaker. Her long brunette hair was strewn in her face covering nearly all of it. She was holding a small stack of books close to her chest, squeezing them tightly as if they were going to save her life. I moved closer until I was standing directly behind a larger than life football player. For an unknown reason she turned in my direction and all I saw was one eye staring at me as it peeped out from under her ratted hair. All eyes turned to look at me as she averted her line of sight. I swallowed dryly and asked, “Hey guys. What’s going on here?”
“Oh we’re just having ourselves a little fun here. Aren’t we B?” Like a caged rabbit my mysterious brunette shifted wildly in her shoes as she was trying to find a way out. I judgmentally quipped, “Well it doesn’t like she’s having any fun. Why don’t you let her go?” That didn’t go over well with the steroid looking football players who were now focusing on me. “Why don’t you mind your own business new kid on the block?” The larger jock before me pushed at my arm knocking my book bag off my shoulder. “Yeah, what are you going to do about it?”
Not fazed by the overzealous warning as I glanced quickly at the young captive, I retorted, “How about you pick on someone your own size?” Although my head was yelling at me, ‘Like you are anywhere near their size?’ I couldn’t hold my tongue. While it was true I was a senior at the school, I have been around a while and have had to deal with my fair share of bullies before. I quickly counted the boys. ‘Really? There were four of them.’ I gulped hard and again looked at the pale skinned brunette who was looking at me. Front a brief moment I saw her face clearly before she moved again. ‘She has brown eyes.’ I was rifled from my thoughts as two of the young men started to approach as they called me out. “So, new kid thinks their tough?” They laughed. “So, who exactly did you have in mind when you told us to pick on someone our own size?” ‘Shit! Shit!’ Resounded in my head. ‘Are you happy? They are coming after you now.’
I felt the cold steel press firmly in my back as I was slammed into the lockers by the largest boy. I grimaced. I looked back over to the brunette and she was hauling ass down the hall. “At least she got away,” I thought before I felt the football player’s stinky breath on my face. The fourth boy who was standing back from the other two bent down and grabbed his satchel from the floor and informed the other boys. “I’m outta here! My dad catches me fighting one more time and he’s pulling me off the team for the season.” Heading down the hall he shouted over his shoulder, “Hey Mark, try not to get blood on your jacket this time.” I instantly thought, and then said before my mind could stop my mouth, “So all of you are assholes?” ‘Shit, damn, fuck! What are you doing?’ If I didn’t have their undivided attention before, I surely had it now. As a added bonus, they were now really pissed.
The sandy blonde jock who was teasing the brunette the most approached me saying. “Oh so you’re a smart ass too huh?” Again I retorted without thinking, “No, if I was smart, you puke heads wouldn’t be able to understand me.” ‘Remind me to sew my mouth shut. That is once you get out of the hospital.’ The boys growled at the fearless insult as the blonde signaled the largest guy to hit me. His fist cranked up high behind his ear and I closed my eyes and squinted, waiting for the searing pain to shock my entire body. If felt like the entire world slowed to a crawl as I felt a slight breeze of wind coming off the fist as it hurled it’s way to my face, I moved my head to the left as if dodging a fly that sputtered about my face. My eyes shocked open when I heard the fist make contact. However, very pleasantly, my ears heard the closed hand make contact with the steel lockers behind me; instead of the flesh of my face. That bam was really loud as the boy clutched his fist screaming. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I.. I.. I think I broke it!” The boy swirled around in mini circles dancing as if that would make the pain go away.
Instead of being completely taken over by fear, my brain should have been thinking of how to get me out of this mess, but instead, I simply made a check mark on an invisible chalk board in my mind. ‘Two down, two to go.” The blonde boy’s rosy cheek complexion turned a bright shade of red as fury engulfed him. He started towards me as he shouted, “You’re going to pay for that you ass fuck!” I thought ‘Eyes open, eyes open. Keep your eyes open this time.’ He yelled in my face until spit was inadvertently flying out of his mouth. My disloyal brain thought, ‘Do you think he flosses regularly?’ All I could do under his insults was turn my head as I tried to avoid the gobs of spit flying violently towards me.
The blonde turned and grabbed the third boy’s jacket that was helping the now uncoordinated ballerina dancer and commanded him. “Hey Pierce, hold this punk down. It’s payback time!” The two boys headed towards me as Pierce answered, “Sure thing Tommy.” Seeing the anger in the boys face escalate I once again begged my brain to do something about this. ‘What do you got to say now? Christ! You’re supposed to be on my side. Think of something!’ There was only silence. ‘This is probably going to leave a mark.’ I screamed at myself as I felt Pierce’s hands around the collar of my jean jacket pushing me against the lockers. ‘That’s all you got?’ Answering myself I said, ‘I’ve got to go. This doesn’t look good. You’re on your own.’ I annoyingly replied, ‘How crappy is that when your own thoughts abandon you?’
My eyes shot a dear in the headlights look at Tommy who was now swinging his fist towards me. ‘Oh God here it comes!’ Tommy’s fist much like the tiny dancer missed my head by the breath of air. Without thinking, I swung my left arm under and around Pierce’s arms breaking them free from my jacket. In the same fluid motion I grabbed Tommy’s shoulder who’s forward centurial motion I used to only further bury my knee into his gut. I then shoved his face hard into the lockers behind me. He toppled over in pain before Pierce even realized I was free of his grip. I quickly dropped my book bag and moved away from the lockers. It was time for me to use them to my advantage. I bobbed and flinched a little making Pierce think twice before attacking.
He held his fists up to fight but I quickly analyzed his body posture. His right hand was too far from his face to protect it. His left foot was not level with his shoulders and was badly off balance to repel an attack. I waited calmly for his next move. It didn’t take long before the non-south paw took a wild swing at me. With my left hand, I deflected the punch shifting his weight forward. As he was falling I lifted my right knee which collided with his face smashing his nose. I felt something crunch under my jeans. I quickly thought, ‘Hey that sounds like celery. – SHUT UP!’
Almost as fast as it had started, it ended. Breathing heavy I looked around to witness three boys, three football players, now flailing about in pain as they nursed their wounds. I hesitantly picked up my book bag, stunned that I had actually escaped injury, as least for now. I put my hand over my mouth not trusting my self as I heard the taunting words spill into my thoughts. ‘What do you think of me now Bio’tch? Who wants a round two? That’s right! I just kicked your asses!’ Tommy’s hand slammed loudly against the locker as he tried to stand up stirring me from my victorious thoughts. I turned around and hauled ass out the same exit the brunette had taken. ‘Time to go!’
Continuing to run away from the gym and into the openness of the football field that led to the parking lot I felt the crisp cold air fill my lungs and tickle my nose. Feeling a comfortable distance away from my attackers I slowed my pace into a jog then finally coming to a stop when I reached the bleachers. My shaking hand from the adrenaline rush grabbed the cold steel railing as I tried to steady myself and force air back into my lungs. “Shit, shit, fuck, shit!” ‘What just happened back there?” Looking back at the gym doors I pondered, ‘Well, now what genius?’ Feeling my nerves steady I looked around wildly hoping to catch a glimpse of my mystery brunette’s whereabouts. ‘Hey, at least now you know what she looks like. And you got a name. B something. It’s not a lot to go on, but it’s a start.’
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