I scrunched up my nose at the human kayotes that were surrounding me.

At each step more would follow, I felt their eyes on me.

Most were eye-fucking me and I absolutely hated it.

They made me sick to the pits of my stomach.

"Hamilton, where'd that ass come from?!"One of them said from beside me.

The creep was so close I felt his breath on my neck.

I elbowed him in the gut without having to look at him and continued.

The whistles only grew and like an ocean, boys capsized me.

There were so many around us and Simon was trying his best to drive them away.

Simon was sweet and caring but when he saw me in trouble he'd sacrifice his freedom.

And I the same because he was my ride or die.

So I felt comforted and safe around my Xanny like I always did.

But that was until actual hell arrived.

I was so busy trying my best to make myself invisible that I had not seen him.

I bumped into his hard chest and planted my hands against it.

I groaned in annoyance at my misfortune.

"Watch where you're going Chloe."

I recognized that voice any where.

I looked up at him scornful face and mustered my best glare.

"Axel."I spat at him with all the venom that was available.

He looked down at me with the same amount of anger I displayed at him.

His dark eyes tortured me on the inside but I didn't want to show it.

"It's not my fault you're blind."I accused.

His expression darkened and he shoved me with his shoulder resulting in me landing hard on my butt.

We've never ever gotten along, since we were little we'd been the worst enemies.

Everybody knew it.

But he started it when we were ten.

~flashback~

The entire show was a drag.

Marcelyn thought she'd wow us with her terrible squeaky voice.

But when she was done, many of us from the audience yelled at her and told her to get off the stage.

It was not my fault that she was terrible.

She took off the stage crying and I rolled my eyes at her.

What a big baby.

The only person that wowed me was some kid from my class called Simon, he stole the talent show when he somehow managed to make five doves disappear.

Then when he opened his trench coat, they all flew out.

Now that was talent.

He disappeared after that though, so I didn't actually know what happened after.

I got up to go to the bathroom to wash my hands and on the way I felt like someone was following me.

I turned a sharp corner and went into the bathroom and before I could walk into the stall I heard a puny voice.

"Hey!"

I turned around and saw a dark haired boy who looked just about my age.

"Why are you following me?"I demanded.

He smirked and answered, "Why are you so ugly?"

I stepped back and looked in the mirror and checked my face offended by his question.

"I'm not ugly! You are!"

I said defensively.

He smiled dryly, "Fine, I have a question."

I sighed annoyed and bored with the idea of even entertaining his fanatics.

But because I wanted him to go away I asked, "What?"

"What's that mark on your forehead?"

I was confused at first and I recalled what my parents told me last week.

"Oh, this is a scar I got from when I was flushed down the toilet."I answered casually seeing that there was nothing wrong with that.

He at first chuckled, then he started to laugh out loud at me.

"Well what's so funny?"

He continued, this time his head flew back and he nearly fell over backwards.

Furious, I stomped my foot.

I decided to walk out but as soon as I took my first step, his laughter died down and he looked at me eyebrow raised.

"Well where are you going?"

I sighed again angrily, "Away from you."

He smirked, "No you're not."

What does he mean?

He placed a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back.

I was forced to walk backwards to where he was leading me and he pushed me through a stall.

I tried to push him away but he was too strong.

He grabbed my hands and held them behind my back, forcing me to turn around.

He pushed me down and I fell onto my knees then I saw how close I was to the toilet.

"Let's fix it shall we?"

He pushed my head down abruptly and my head was in the dirty water.

I tried to scream but my scream was muffled and came out in gurgling sounds.

Soon I started panic because there was no oxygen.

He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head up.

"Wai-"

But he dunked my head again, this time I started to get dizzy.

Soon I was losing consciousness.

But I felt his grip loosen and heard a loud bang.

I was finally free and it took all my strength to resurface.

I gasped in a lot of air and started to cough painfully and saw a boy in a large coat beating up my bully.

He was relentless, his fists landing on his face.

I smiled and crawled to them and saw the familiar face.

It was Simon the magician.

When he saw me he stopped and I noticed how bloodied his knuckles were.

The jerk lay there unconscious and I stuck my tongue out at him.

He stood up and helped me up smiling oddly.

"Hi, I'm Simon!"He said.

~SIMON Griffin~17

He helped me up and I was mesmerized by his heroism.

"Thank you."I replied happily.

"Why'd you do that?"I asked.

I was impressed but also confused as to why he helped me in the first place.

"Because you were in trouble and because I hate Axel."

Oh so his name was Axel.

I looked at his knuckles and felt sorry for him.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him to a sink.

"What are you doing?"He asked.

I opened the tap and let the water flow over his fingers.

"I'm helping you so that you don't get an infection."

"Thanks."He said.

"No problem Xanny."I answered.

"My name's Simon why'd you call me Xanny?"

I smiled at him, "Because you make feel good."

When his hands were clean we shook our hands and our friendship was born.

From then on Axel was just evil.

But if he didn't want a mouth full of sand on valentines day he shouldn't have asked me out.

And if he didn't want a chipped tooth he shouldn't have asked me out to the middle school dance.

Every morning he made sure to leave some kind of trap on my seat.

But now that I thought about it, Simon and I did terrorize him all his childhood.

But what he did in return was just nasty.

This carried on and on and on till now.

But since we hadn't seen each other in a year, the wounds would be fresh.

~now~

I watched as Simon grabbed him by the collar and literally yeeted him to the ground.

This caught everybody's attention.

He groaned in pain but recovered quickly and stood up.

The two glared at each other like two wolves trying to claim dominance.

I stood up shakily and decided that three can play at this game so I rolled my head, cracked my knuckles and walked up to them.

"If you want your teeth to stay in tact I'd suggest that you walk away now."Axel threatened.

A crowd gathered around us and many whispers followed.

Simon pushed him back, "You wanna do this again after last summer Collins?"

Axel pushed him back hard baring his teeth.

"Let's go pretty boy."

Simon tackled him to the ground and the crowd went wild.

Just like the old days.

Well you couldn't have school without us fighting.

They rolled around punching and biting each other like dogs.

So I shrugged and thought,

What the hell?

I cracked my knuckles and decided to jump in with my elbow.

"Fight!Fight!Fight!Fight!" The crowd that was surrounding us chanted.

I enjoyed the attention and beating up that piece of crap's ass.

Well that was short lived until an angry fist came hurtling towards my face like a comet.

"Oh fu-"

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