After the incident two things happened, I never saw that side of Aaron again he just went back to being the clumsy klutz he was and the students didn't have much to say about me. Granted I still got side eyes and stares when I walked the hallways but I hadn't heard a peep of my name. It was a different but I welcomed the feeling, not having to deal with these brainless idiots and their repetitive boring insults.

Right now we were having our English period and the teacher was going on about some essay we have to write for next class, she couldn't really expect anyone of these children to come up with something relatively interesting for a story. But if they did funnel all the hate and disdain they had for me into their work maybe they could write a decent essay. No one was really listening to her so that made it harder for them to excel, it wasn't any of my concern so I ignored them as always and kept to myself.

I leaned back in my chair and leaning my head on the back rest looking up at the design of the ceiling. It was an old roof so there was rust built up on the metal rods that the semi moldy tiles lay on. There were spots where water had settled causing mildew to collect and the webs that spiders either hid away in or left to catch their dinner lay in unique patterns. It was unsightly but it showed the history of the the very school, the way that you could tell that there was a storm that had occurred causing the sinks in certain places and you could tell that it was a normal breeding ground for the spiders by looking at how much congregated here.

Just by looking at something over you can't see the real picture, it's by examining it that you can see the history and the present problems then know what could happen in the future. It's how I was able to manipulate my personality to suit the situation and facilitate for the person involved. I stayed quiet much like a spider I was looking at, we looked at the prey in the shadows not moving just observing. And when we took enough time figuring everything we can about them we moved knowing how to without alerting them of our presence, slowly eating away at the space between us and when we got right up to them they were already trapped in our web so we go for the kill.

I knew it wasn't ethical of me to do that to most people and that's why I stayed away and only attacked when necessary. Most of these children weren't even worth my time and energy so I refused to act upon my urges to ruin them, because children were just a indentation of their parents. Not until they learnt that the way of their parents is not law can they move forward and make their own mark, so attacking someone just in the premise of what they were taught was far from logical.

"Hey, you're zoned out again. Class is over we have lunch now." Aaron said waving his hand in my face to get my attention.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand moving it away from infront if my face and getting up from my seat. I dug into my back pocket and pulled out my wallet removing enough money to buy something substantial for someone as built as Aaron.

"I already have lunch but I'm guessing it was out of Mr. Clifford's budget to make a good lunch for you so he resorted to giving you money. I don't want you using his money for that I will be providing you with things like that, here's some money buy a good lunch." I said handing him it and sitting back down to eat.

"I can't accept this, it's your money and I don't need your pity." He answered sliding the bill back on the table into my hand.

His response made me smile at the thought of him believing I was treating him as charity. He also had the pride and conviction to ensure that he nor his grandfather is seen as lower than anyone else. Very much like Mr. Clifford, a lot of the things that he does reminded me of his grandfather, he was raised well. But I was treating him far from charity, it was of my good will that Mr. Clifford is taken care of today the best if my ability that includes Aaron. So me buying him food was not an act of charity but that of gratefulness.

"I'm not doing charity, especially on you, I'm doing it as a favor to your grandfather. Now hurry I'm waiting on you to eat." I said shoving the money in his hand and pushing him out of the classroom heading back to my seat.

As I sat down a hand slammed down on my table with the sound of an angry growl. I looked up to see a boy with dusty blonde hair and deep blue eyes peering down at me breathing heavily, he seemed to be in an angry mood by the way he was acting so I leaned back and sighed. I was expecting someone to approach me by now, the only reason they didn't was because Aaron was around all the time.

That annoyed me for the reason that I didn't need him to protect me and people should know that. I was able to defend myself without the help of a strong jock, I thought I made that clear all the times I faced idiots just like this one before Aaron even came into the picture. And it wasn't like he was my boyfriend so no one should be bothered with him standing up for me in every altercation.

"Okay, let's get one thing clear. Your prissy fag of a boyfriend is not allowed to speak to my girl like that, and if I wanted to I could break your face in at any point!" he screamed at me obviously trying to intimidate me.

He was like a cat wearing a collar that made his meows seem like roars, he was all bark and no bite. While I was true to what I gave off, I was a poisonous snake ready to leave my poison and break every bone in your body. So no matter how much bigger he was than me I would be able to stand up to him without a single problem.

So without speaking I got up from my seat and walked around my table until I was right up to the boy's chest. His eyes were faltering, changing from conviction to uncertainty which made me smile. As always I was right, he used his loud voice and violent actions to hide behind the fact that he really couldn't fight me.

"Boring." I whispered in his face and then brought my knee up to collide with his stomach making him bend over in pain clutching his stomach. I took my chance to step back and swing my foot so it collided with the side of his head so that he slammed into the table and fall to his side.

By now a group of boys collected by the door of the classroom and as predicted they were friends of this low life and were offended that I knocked his ego and masculine superiority down a few pegs. So like the sheep they were they charged like a band of howler monkeys at me. I caught the first one my his wrist snapping it and pushing him into one of the other boys.

Another came at my right and I grabbed his hand ducking his attack and swiping my foot under his so he lost his balance giving me the opportunity to flip him over into someone's table. I was glad the tables were metal otherwise he would have broke it, one of the boys got his chance to punch me in the side but everyone stopped when they realized he actually hit me.

It was quite the feat but foolish that he would freeze so suddenly, so I chuckled and spun around my fist colliding with his nose causing blood to spurt everywhere. I then used him to block a punch that I was about to collect, he got it in his stomach making the attacked stop. I threw his groaning body at his friend and ducked an attack tripping one of the boys making him land on his face.

At this point I was both tired and exhilarated, there was something about being able to release some of this annoyance and frustration on those who deserved it. They were the ones who choose to come and fight me so there was no guilt inside of me, I ducked and punched, breaking places that would incapacitate someone but not injure them for long. I kicked and flipped, it was like ice skating and I was performing one of the most heartfelt programs ever. I swore I was seeing in a tint of orange, my mind carried me to a place of fiction. I was surrounded by drones of soldiers and I was with those people from before, I fought with everything in me to keep them alive. I wasn't fighting the boys anymore but the demons I was forced to face.

I snapped out of it when two people joined the dance, one of them slammed into me and held my hands like he was going to dance the salsa with me. His blue eyes glowed but it reminded me of purple for some reason, it's soft and passionate eyes that saw deep into my soul when none could. And the other was a girl who jumped onto the last boy standing on his shoulders and dropped her body twisting herself in a way that she was able to bring him down and stay unharmed. When my breathing normalized and my muscles stopped being so tense I was able to recognize that it was Aaron who was looking at me and speaking but I didn't understand his words.

The girl had short white hair that was obviously bleached, and her dark green eyes were like emeralds against her fair skin. Her shirt fitted her snugly but was not revealing due to her slim physique and her skirt was tucked between her legs, to help with the move she did on the boy, giving the illusion of a short pants. She bent down fixing her skirt and picking up an artist hat fixing it on her head.

"Levi! Hey, Levi!" He said now snapping his fingers in my face which was quite rude even though he was trying to get my attention.

"He's okay Aaron, stop being such a mom." The girl said walking up to me and giving me her hand to shake, "Hey Levi I'm Chloe, you did quite a number of these guys." She said flinching when she took a look around and hissing while rocking back and forward on her feet.

"It's nothing, I'm hungry. The student and disciplinary councils would deal with this, for now we can eat behind the school." I said walking away from them and out of the class. I didn't know where that drive had come from but it was gone now and I didn't care for the chaos I left behind. I went back to the cold and distant person I was, if they wanted to join me then so be it.

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