A/N Well this is the second chapter of my fanfiction and i'm not sure what it's gonna end up like. I really would like to hear your opinions on it if you didn't mind! :)
JACK POV
As I walked outside I heard someone shout from behind me. It was James Matthews. School bully. He ruled the school, or so he thought. He had all of the girls around him; most of the boys followed him around like lost little sheep. The only ones that didn't look up to his sky high pedestal were the so called losers. Me, Rian and Zach fit into that category, Alex wasn't even classed as that. He was just a walking target. No one knew why he was so quiet or secretive, but he always seemed to just stay to himself. He'd hang with us but never really said much. Not until it was just me and him; we'd sit and have pizza with my mom and sisters, then we'd vanish into the back garden to just, well talk. He never told me why he kept to himself but he wasn't as shy when it was just us.
James was full of himself. I hated him and he knew it. That's why he took advantage of it and picked us out from the crowd, we were the easiest to attack. His plan was to wipe out the losers. That was the majority of the school. Anyways, here he was strutting towards me, flanked by Chris and John. His jacket made it clear that he was the captain of the football team; he was well built to kill anyone that got in his way. "You, Barakat!" He shouted and i turned. I cleared my throat and walked to meet him half way up the steps. He towered over me and all of a sudden i felt tiny and insecure, then i saw Alex Gaskarth freeze in the doorway as he saw James. I turned my eyes back to James and tried to make myself appear as big as possible. His breath was terrible; how could girls go anywhere near this guy?
"What now, Matthews?" I asked calmly. This guy had tortured me my whole life, now he turned to make Alex suffer. A slow grin crossed his mouth as i straightened up. He looked down at me and looked around.
"Where's Alexis?" He asked.
"His name's Alex, and i don't know, even if i did i wouldn't tell you." I spat.
"You better tell me Jack-ass or I'll kill you." He threatened. I don't know what it was about seeing Alex in that hallway that gave me the strength but it did. I swung my arm and hit him square in the mouth with my fist. It stung like hell, but made James stumble backwards. That was it; Chris and John pounced, like dogs helping their masters. I was knocked flying down the steps, i must have hit about ten on my way down before landing sprawled out on the concrete at the foot of them. Only the jocks, which wouldn't say anything or even help me up, were there, along with the cheerleaders; because they would help. As they cleared out i could feel my pulse in my head and thought it was over. At least i had landed a thump to James. He deserved everything he got and i was happy that i had sucked up my fear and hit him. Then i saw him, my best friend, come running down the stairs with my eldest sister.
"Christ sakes Jacky!" Alyssa yelled as she slung her bag down. "Alex, call my mom!" He nodded and obliged. I just laughed up at her, everything was blurred. My sister pulled my bag under my head as she checked it for any permanent damage. This would be a great story to tell... When i wake up.
