This is based off of an event that actually happened. I have changed the names and took some liberties. But I want everyone to know that if you don't like it... oh well. :)
Math class had ended, and now it was on to fifth period then lunch. Trying to recall what I had learned about just two days ago in Science class I trudged up the stairs with my books at my side. Running past me were two boys throwing a football, and after them were two blond bimbos gossiping about the latest who knows what. I wasn't anti social I just didn't like talking about nonsense or answering stupid questions.
By the end if science I had already doodled on five pages of my note book. "Sofia, What is the answer to number eight?" "What!?" I looked up in horror as my teacher accepted an answer from me. "Umm-I" I was panicking, no I was dieing. So I said the first letter that came to mind. "C" "No, Sofia that is incorrect." I had never been so embarrassed in my whole life. I wanted to just go home. But soon the bell rang.
I don't normally eat lunch, so I just talked to my best friend Jutta. "Do you think I have a chance with Matthew?" Jutta was quote in love with a blond boy named Matthew. He's cute but shy. "He's nice," I give her a smile. "Why do you hate me?" "Jutta he's not your type. Your hyperactive and he's soft spoken." I give her another smile. "Fine but we got to talk about you and Gilbert."
*Time skip*
As I was walking up the stairs with Jutta a boy named Alfred ran past us. "Bastard," Jutta yells at him. "Shit. If he had made me drop my phone I would have murdered him Sofia." "I think he would kill you first." "True." Alfred liked to be called Al for whatever reason and he had a reputation for beating people senseless, he was one scary dude. "Hey Sofia Matthews is standing over there." Jutta looked to me for advice, "Go introduce yourself." But we were to late Al was talking to him and I wasn't about to get involved. Suddenly Al punched Mathew and Jutta gasped. Mathew's glasses fell off of his face. He walked over to them and picked them up. In his crystal blue eyes I saw a small flame ignite. His eyes turned purple as he dropped his books and proceeded to attack Al. Something had happened, a fuse blew and Matthew had gone out of his skull.
I had since heard of people under extreme duress speaking in strange tongues but I had never heard someone dare to say what Matthew had said to Al that day. Me and Jutta watched in horror as Matthew cursed and screamed like the world was ending. Al had tried to throw Mathew off of him but Matthew had seemed to gain strength in the last few seconds. As teachers rushed over to find out what had happened a crowd of terrified students had formed. And out of the whole crowd I could have sworn I had heard Erizabēta yelled, "Mathew needs some milk!"
Fin.
