"Fag!" Teddy Duchamp screamed at his long time friend Gordie Lachance. That did it. That just added to the mess. Gordie turned back around- he had began to walk away- and swung hard at Teddy, striking him in the jaw.
Teddy stumbled back as the small group of school kids gathered around the two boys. They gasped and cheered screaming things like, "Are you gonna take that shit!?" and "Don't be a Pussy! Hit him back!" I, of course, just watched in awe.
Teddy swung at Gordie and hit him in the nose, causing a large cracking noise. Blood slipped from Gordie's nose and down his upper lip. It stained his white shirt as it dripped down from his chin and onto it. Teddy swung again. This time he struck him in the stomach. I winced softly as Gordie doubled over in pain.
Teddy pulled Gordie toward him and kicked kneed him in the balls. Gordie's eyes watered as he fell to the ground. He was done.
A teacher ran from inside and pulled Gordie off the ground before hauling the two boys off to the office.

It was lunch time the next day. I opened my tin lunchbox and pulled my Here we go again...peanutbutter and jelly sandwhich out of it and unwrapped the foil around it.
My long time best friend, Victoria, ran to our small lunch table. "Kenz! Did you see the fight between Gordie and Teddy?!"
"Of course I saw it." I muttered as I pulled the crust from my sandwich.
"Gordie got his ass kicked!"
I nodded. "I'm aware."
We didn't really know Teddy and Gordie much. We knew them because, well, everyone knew them. They had found my brother's dead body...
"Those boys have changed... Last year, they would've never called one another a fag or even thought of fighting eachother," I said softly.
"Why do you care?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Why shouldn't I care? They were great kids."
"Bullshit."
"Bull true." I glared at her.
"Seriously Kenzie?"
"Don't call me that. I've told you a thousand times not to call me that." I spat at her as I stood up and grabbed my lunch. I moved to an empty table so that I wouldn't have to look at her face anymore.
I looked down as I ate my sandwich. I highly despised being alone. It was too awkward. I gave a small sigh as I looked around.
Someone tapped lightly on my shoulder. I glanced back to see Vern Tessio. Vern? He never talked to me. Why was he-
"Sorry to bother you, but you're kinda in my seat."
"Oh. Right." I had seen him sit there before with Teddy, Chris, and Gordie. I got up quickly and collected my trash and started walking away.
"Wait... You don't have to go." He said suddenly.
"Are you sure...?"
"Yeah. Go ahead. I have a feeling that it'll just be Chris and I today," he explained in the sweetest way.
"Oh. Yeah, I saw that... Gordie didn't look too good afterward. They'll probably be suspended for a few days," I told him as I sat down.
"Yeah... I'm Vern, by the way, Vern Tessio." He held out a hand.
I took it happily, "Mackenzie. Mackenzie Brower."
"Wait, as in the sister of Ray Brower?"
I stopped a minute and sighed, "Yep. That's me."
"I'm so sorry..." he responded quickly.
Here we go again.
"It's fine. Really. Thank you for finding him."
His cheeks got a pale pink. "You're welcome."
"Awww, Verno's got himself a girlfriend," A voice said from behind me. I glanced back behind me to see none other then Chris Chambers standing there in all his glory. He was the youngest and final Chambers. I had kepta picture of him and the other boys from a newspaper article that I had read about them finding my brother. I had always told myself that if I ever met those boys, I'd thank them. "Shut up, Chris." Vern muttered.
Chris just smirked and sat next to me.
"You're Mackenzie Brower, correct?" Chris asked.
I nodded and changed the subject, "You guys are friends with Teddy and Gordie, right?"
Vern nodded, "Yeah."
"What was that fight about earlier?"
Chris and Vern looked at eachother and then back at me.
"It's kind of a long story," Chris said, his bright blue-green eyes darting around the room.
"Yeah..." Vern agreed.
I glanced at the clock. We still had 20 minutes until class, "Well, we have time."