Fighting Fire

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Chapter 7

Athena POV

After leaving the dean’s office I head straight for the cafeteria. I know word travels fast on campuses like this, so I grab a set of earphones and plug into my music. It was safer for everyone this way. Now I won’t hear everyone gossiping, won’t let my anger get the best of me, and won’t end up back at the dean’s office. Turning my music up, I ignore the stare’s and slide into line. Five minutes later I’ve filled my tray and am on my way past the tables, towards the courtyard. Finding a nice place in the shade I sit down, leaning against the large tree and begin to devour my food. I finish rather quickly since I’d skipped breakfast, and still have 10 minutes to kill before my next class. Leaning my head back against the tree, I close my eyes and practice my breathing when I feel people approaching.

I open my eyes and see a gang of cheerleader’s heading my way. I let out a long sigh, this day has taken a real nose dive. Three of them now stand before me, the leader in the front and two more flanking each side with crossed arms. These girls need a hamburger, have overly processed or styled hair and uniforms that are two sizes too small in order to show off their small, toned bodies and perfect tans. Taking one more deep breath I slowly take out my earphones and acknowledge their presence. They continue glaring at me, so I roll my eyes and ask “Can I help you?”

“You’re the psycho bitch that went after my boyfriend.”

I should have put two and two together when I saw them approaching. I’ve got to watch how I handle this one, I can’t afford another slip. “Depends what you mean by ‘went after’,” I reply casually.

“I think you know exactly what I mean, but if you need a reminder sweetie then here it is. You hit on my boyfriend, and when he turned you down and told you he loved me, you went nuts and broke his nose!”

I held her gaze the whole time and when she was done I couldn’t hold it back anymore and burst out laughing. She looked shocked that I wasn’t scared of her, she doesn’t know what I’ve seen… What I’ve done. Slowly getting up from the ground, I try not to show my pain. Once I’m up, I take the couple steps forward until we are about a foot apart. “Oh Sweetie,” I start, throwing her word back at her, “If you truly believe that story you are dumber than you look.” She huffs and goes to respond, but I’m so not finished. “I think you know what truly happened, but if YOU need a reminder then here it is. Your boyfriend spews shit anytime he opens his mouth. He talks about women as though they are objects there to please him. You are dating a boy not a man, and deep down I think you know that. However, if your popularity status is that important to you then you are perfect for eachother.” The lead bitch stands there fuming, and as I look behind her I see the cheerleader on the right frozen in shock, and the one to the left is bright red and slightly shaking.

A sly smile slowly graces my face as I think about the caos I’m about to ensue. Looking directly at the girl to the left I chuckle, and her eyes widen. Slowly I drag my gaze back towards their leader, “If you don’t believe me, ask your posse. They know more about his actions than I do”. Her eyes narrow at first, but then her head shoots to her left so fast she could have gotten whiplash. I grab my stuff and walk around them, swinging my hips to the rhythm of the argument behind me. Let the games begin.

Eric POV

It takes me forever to find Alex since he has chosen to sit outside. Walking around the table I smack him playfully on the shoulder and slide onto the opposite bench. “Thanks for grabbing me food.”

“Yea, no problem man. How did the meeting go with the dean?”

“Just the same shit man, not worth my time” In truth I feel bad that Alex has to deal with my shitty attitude towards school. Thanks to my parents, Alex has been charged with keeping an eye on me, making sure I’m actually attending school and staying out of trouble. Digging into the lunch Alex had piled on my tray, I started asking him about his classes, and what he is enjoying this semester. I truly want to be a better friend towards him, adulthood had gotten in the way and it was my fault. I don’t want to be the pain in the ass obligation that makes his life a living hell. Currently he is describing his computer programing class, and I’m in awe at how intelligent this guy is. Suddenly he stops and holds his breath.

“Alex you alright man?” He doesn’t respond, but instead nods his head behind me. My face slightly scrunches up in confusion, but I go ahead and slowly turn around to see what has distracted him. All I can see is the head cheerleader along with two of her cronies, stomping down the lawn. Why had they caused Alex to stop short, these girls were always making some sort of scene. My gaze continues to follow their path and I freeze when I see their end goal.

The smoke show from earlier is sitting against one of the trees toward the end of the courtyard a few yards away, eating a pile of food like it’s her last meal. Once she is done, she puts the tray aside and leans her head back against the bark closing her eyes. Why isn’t she paying attention? Dropping my fork I swing my legs over the bench and stand.

“Eric?” Alex’s voice stops me short.

“She isn’t paying attention and they are heading straight towards her,” the concern lacing my voice surprises me.

“Dude I think she has proven she can handle herself,” he responds with a chuckle.

I know he’s right, yet I can’t seem to relax enough to sit back down and continue eating. So instead I remain frozen in my spot, watching as the three arrive at their destination. Williams reaches her hand up removing her earphones, great so she couldn’t hear them approaching either. I watch as her eyes slowly open and fixate on the cheerleaders. Wait, she wasn’t startled, how could she have seen or heard them coming? The staredown continued for five minutes until those dark green orbs rolled and she starts talking.

“Can I help you?” Still sitting against the tree, making no moves to get up, she sounds generally bored that she has to deal with this.

“You’re the psycho bitch that went after my boyfriend,” Brianna, leader of the pack of wolves responds, putting her hand on her hip while sticking it out even further.

“Depends what you mean by ‘went after’,” Williams’ voice continues to drip with both sarcasm and borem.

“I think you know exactly what I mean, but if you need a reminder sweetie then here it is. You hit on my boyfriend, and when he turned you down and told you he loved me, you went nuts and broke his nose!” I finally break out of my frozen state by holding back a laugh.

Williams never breaks eye contact, and her facial expression barely changes other than the corner of her enchanting lips begging to curl into a smile. Taking her time she gets up off the ground brushing off her pants, then takes a few steps forward until she is barely an arms length away from Brianna. I can see Brianna flinch and her posture stiffen. She isn’t used to people stepping up to her, but it was about damn time. “Oh Sweetie,” Williams starts, “If you truly believe that story you are dumber than you look. I think you know what truly happened, but if YOU need a reminder then here it is. Your boyfriend spews shit anytime he opens his mouth. He talks about women as if they are objects there to please him. You are dating a boy not a man, and deep down I think you know that. However, if your popularity status is that important to you then you are perfect for eachother.” At this point one can practically see the steam leaving Brianna’s ears, but as a sly smile stretches across Williams’ face I can see that she isn’t quite done yet. Shifting her eyes towards the girl on Brianna’s left and then back towards the leader, Alex and I unconsciously hold our breath. “If you don’t believe me, ask your posse. They know more about his actions than I do”.

Behind me I hear Alex spit out his drink and begin coughing in surprise. Meanwhile my jaw has dropped to the ground. I assumed that this chick would choose violence again, but now she was pulling theories out of a hat. I swear the world has stopped turning, every creature waiting to see what ensues next.

So fast I’m surprised her neck didn’t snap, Brianna looks at her ‘friend’ on her left. Oh my god, how did she know? This is literally her first day here and she had spent all but 10 minutes in the dean’s office! It would be an understatement to say this firecracker had my brain occupied with a million questions. Grabbing her things, she walks around the screaming cheerleaders who seem to have forgotten who their original target was.

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