"Wow, it feels good to finally be home!" I dropped my bags on the floor and sprinted to my room just to collapse on my bed. My mom walked into my room behind me.
"I'm so glad you're home, honey." She cheered. I sat up on my bed and gave her a huge hug. I can't believe I spent 9 months away from my mom, and actually survived. We spent the whole car ride home talking about my experiences at camp. Of course, I did NOT tell her that I met Jacob at camp. And I ESPECIALLY didn't tell her that I had sex.
"How does it feel to be thirteen?" She asked.
"Not much different!" I laughed. My birthday was two weeks ago, and it sucks that I couldn't spend my birthday with my family, or my friends at home. Oh wait, I have no friends at home.
"I will call Pizza Hut and order some pizza!" she grabbed her phone from her pocket and walked down the hallway.
I studied my room, and all of the Jacob Sartorius decorations inside of it. I have so many posters, pillows, cardboard cutouts, and other stuff with his face on it. It's funny that last time I was in my room, I was just an insane fan, but now I'm his "ex". Although we never officially dated, I still consider him my first romantic encounter. I low-key still miss him.
I walked over to my window and saw something extremely strange. There were at least 20-30 kids/teenagers in a somewhat circle formation in the middle of the street that seemed to be watching a fight. I quickly put on some flip flops and ran out the front door. I crossed the street and stood on the outside of the circle and I saw lots of iPhones, Androids, and other types of phones recording a fight. I swiftly pushed people the to side to get to the front of the circle, and I now had a front row seat. I could see the whole fight perfectly. There was an obese blonde girl with blue eyes that was on her knees pummeling a girl that was laying on her side. I felt awful for the girl on the ground. The fat girl stopped punching and stood up and screamed,
"FINISH HER!" and she plopped herself on top of the poor girl. I had to fix this. I quickly got back inside my house, grabbed my pepper spray, put it in my pocket, and went back outside to the fight. I grabbed the blonde girl's hair firmly and I heard everybody gasp. I usually never stand up for anyone else like this, but that girl being sat on is at the risk of losing her life, and I know that she probably doesn't want to die being sat on by a 250 pound girl.
"Aaaaah! Let the fuck go of my hair, chubster!" she hollered. Everybody 'oooohed' at her insult.
"Look who's talking, pound cake!" I screamed in her ear. Everybody else 'oooohed' even louder than last time. I grasped her greasy, dirty blonde hair even harder towards the ground. I could literally feel slime and oil on my hand from her hair.
"GET OFF OF HER, YOU'RE KILLING HER!" I screamed at her.
"Make me!"
I released my grip for a second and backed away. She slowly stood back up off of the girl and rubbed her hair. She shot me a filthy look.
     Finally, I charged at her at full speed and sent her falling to her face. Everybody cheered and yelled. I pushed her over so she would lay on her back and I sprayed a ton of pepper spray into her eyes.
"AHHHHHH!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. After I finished spraying, she quickly stood up and waddled away as fast as her chubby legs could. Everybody else kept on cheering for a few minutes and then they disbanded.
     "Are you okay?" I asked the girl, still laying on the ground.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I just lost my contacts." She murmured and rubbed her eyes.
"I can help."
"It's fine, I have others at home." She grabbed her glasses from her pocket and put them on.
"What's your name?" I questioned.
"Cori," She adjusted her glasses and blinked a couple of times.
"Nice, mine is Alana."
"Thanks for saving me from Emily, or what I like to call her, Tree Stump." She laughed, and I did too. That's honestly a clever nickname for someone so thick.
"No problem!" I grinned.
"My house is right there," I pointed to my house, "Do you want to come over one of these days?" I offered.
"That sounds nice," She nodded. I was elated that I now had a real potential friend.