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This girl had dug her finger nails into my arm and had pushed me up against the lunch table next to us were all the other kids sat in awe. I thought I heard Christian say something to me but I was to busy trying not to die to notice. I was eventually pushed to the ground and kicked in the ribs. "If I'm gonna get in a fight... I'm gonna at least try to win..." I thought to myself as I got back on my feet. I became filled with rage and tried my best to defend myself but kept getting knocked down. She towered over me with her evil scowl, plotting her next move. My heart was racing 90 miles an hour, I was stuck with my back against the wall. Her fist came flying at my face and the only thing I could think to do was close my eyes and prepare for the worst.

This whole fight had only happen in a matter of seconds, but it felt like forever. Teachers were going to notice anytime now. Hopefully I was about to get saved. I looked so pathetic. I had a hint of blood on my lip and was hurt in several places. I was waiting for her fist to make friends with my face but it never happened. I was confused. I wanted to look but was still afraid. I peeked slightly and was shocked.

I wasn't really sure what I saw, my eyes soon adjusted and I noticed a familiar figure standing in front of me. "Christian...?" Of course he was going to jump in and do something, I mean I was failing so hard at sticking up for my friends that they had to save my ass. He had her fist griped tightly in his palm. As if he caught it in thin air. I could tell he was slightly crushing her hand by the face she was making. "Christian don't! You can't fight a girl?" He glanced back at me and dropped her hand. "No I wasn't planning on it..." I couldn't help but think of the amount of coolness I had just witness from him. Even though it seemed like a corny page from a comic book, it still made me blush.

Teachers soon came racing over, a bit late if I might add. We were both taken to the office, and as I was walking away I turned around to see Christian. I only needed to look him in the eyes to tell what he was thinking. I look down at the ground feeling ashamed of myself. Maybe this fight wasn't just about sticking up for my friends. Maybe I was just tired of being pushed around and was actually doing something about it for a change... Or maybe I was trying to show off and pretend to be something I'm not... I looked back to see Christian again, but this time he wasn't there. Almost as if he had vanished. He was in the middle of the lunch room and in a matter of seconds he was gone. I didn't think much into it.

The girl I fought with will stay unnamed for several reasons. She got kicked out of school for awhile and I got off with just a wright up and a tap on the hand. I think they felt sorry for me. It was the end of the day, I was trying to find Christian but he was no were in sight. I walked past a group of kids standing by the stairs. As I walked by them they all started whispering. I knew they were talking about me. Then one girl from the group walked up to me. "Hey we all heard what you did today, you may not have won but I still think that it was pretty cool of you. That girl picks on everyone, you must have balls to pick a fight with that beast." She said then gave me a high five. I smiled and walked off. I didn't feel so embarrassed anymore.

Everyone had left the school and I was left waiting for Christian. I sat on the stairs and started texting him.

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"Were are you?"

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"Just wait for me by the stairs, I want to show you something amazing."

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"Okay... but hurry, were gonna miss the bus."

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"Oh you won't need the bus today."

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"Okay then?"

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"Okay I'll see you in a little bit. I love you."

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"Okay I love you too."