A/N: I decided to skip the school day because no matter how I typed it, it came out terribly. Sorry bros if it's not that good. D:
{Alfred's POV}
Alfred sat down on one of the stone benches in the schoolyard with his brothers, Matthew and Arthur. He made sure that he sat far away from _ and those athletics jerks. Every now and then he would glance over at _, he didn't know why he kept on staring. Maybe it was guilt, maybe it was to make sure that she wouldn't get shoved around. Or maybe it was because every time he looked over at her, she always looked like she was about to pass out. There were bags under her (e/c) eyes that were already glazed over and she kept on bolting upwards every time her figure sagged downwards as if she was about to drift off. She looked kind of...cute, like a fuzzy bunny or little kitten kind of cute. The blond shook his head what was he thinking? He just destroyed the girl's painting and beat her up not even a day ago! She would never forgive him, let alone look him in the eye. Al sighed and turned back to the stage where the winners for the art competition were about to be announced.
{Your POV}
'I should have had a quick cup of coffee before I left, I think I'm going to fall asleep just sitting here' You thought to yourself as yet again, your vision started to blur a little bit as your eyes drooped closed 'NO! I need to stay awake; it would be so embarrassing to fall asleep in the middle of a ceremony!' After a few more minutes of trying to fight sleep, you decided to text your brother asking him if he could drop off some 'fuel' for you when he passed by the school on his route. It wouldn't be much of a problem for him since he's taking his friend's shift today for delivering paper. For some reason his friend's name escaped your mind and you just couldn't remember it. You thought it stared with an 'A' or something. Whatever, that didn't really matter at the moment. All that mattered was to see your placing in the art show. You weren't too sure about how your new art piece would place in the contest, it wasn't your best work, but it was impressive for a last minute painting. Suddenly, you felt a finger tap you on the shoulder, the unexpected contact made you jump. Quickly whipping your head around, you saw it was only Robbie and giggled.
"I uh, got your coffee." he mumbled, handing you the warm drink contained in the white Styrofoam cup that was carelessly decorated by the company that produced such beverages.
"Thank you my prince for getting me coffee, shall thou take a seat with me and watch the festival of art take place?" You said melodramatically, using huge swooping hand and arm movements to gesture to the spot next to you.
"I think I shall young princess" He responded using similar movements with his arms as he bowed. The dark haired boy sat next to you and you both burst out laughing after a moment. "So...what did you submit for the art contest?" You nearly spit out the bitter tasting drink when Robbie spoke, but instead, you tried to swallow and ended up half-choking while he slapped his hand on your back. "Don't die! Geeze I only asked you a question!" His statement caused you to go into a small fit of giggles which didn't help the choking at all.
"Sorry, I uh, was just surprised by how good this coffee tastes" You lied and started to chug down more.
"Really? It's just that cheap stuff from the convenience store around the corner." Surprised by that statement, you were about to respond when one of the student council tapped on the mic and began to talk in one of those creepily cheery voices.
"Hello, everyone! Welcome to the first annual (School Name) Art Festival!" Everyone clapped politely, but it was a short applause because once again the lady interrupted. "So, our judges have finished looking around at all the marvelous paintings and have come to a decision for the winners!"
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After all of the festivities were and contests were over, you gathered up all of your things from your locker to take home. Deciding to leave your fourth place painting in your locker, you walked up to the front of the school. A smile came across your face as your brother rolled up to the sidewalk in his rickety old blue truck and offered you a ride.
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(The next day/the weekend)
You were walking home from stopping by the grocery store after buying what seemed like twice your weight in ingredients for the next week's meals. It was once again pouring out, just like the other day with your encounter with Alfred, only this time you brought an umbrella. Something felt….off and it wasn't the intimidating snarl of thunder in the distant clouds behind you that were gradually catching up to you. It was something else. You still strolled on, hoping your gut feeling was just hunger gnawing at your stomach from wandering around the store for so long. Something felt...off as you were about to turn a corner, thinking it was just because of the ominous clouds that hung above your head, you shrugged it off as if it were nothing.
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My lungs felt like they were on fire and were about to burst at any moment as I sped down the sidewalk, trying to find a place to hide before my legs gave out. Looking behind me, I could still see the guys coming after me. 'Damn,' I thought 'I thought I'd have lost them by now!' I turned another corner only to find it a dead end. My heart sank and something in my stomach churned uneasily. Three large shadowy came upon me. Trying to talk was useless, even if I tried, nothing would come out. But they were only silent screams and dry grunts.
With an obviously pleasured smile, the largest and dumbest looking one took the first blow. Right to my stomach, knocking the wind out of me and causing my body to double over. They all laughed at how stupid I must look, bent over gasping for air as if I had forgotten how to breathe. Another hit came, that time to the head, knocking me straight into the cement. Everything after that was blurry, and not just because my glasses fell off. Voices muffled, the world spun, my legs felt like Jell-O. I struggled to stand up. Something warm dribbled into my eye, I tried to blink it our but it was no use. It's not like it really matters, I'm half blind already. I awaited the next blow, holding my breath, hoping it wouldn't hurt as much as the others. My hopes were crushed when a foot crashed into my back, forcing a sound that was a cross between a cough and a yelp. Once again I was on the ground, gasping for air. It felt like I couldn't do anything but lay there and let them beat on me. I did feel like I deserved it though, but only a little bit. That _ girl seemed so sad when I ran off... My thoughts were interrupted by another blow, this time to my side. One of my attackers crouched down by my side and, with a sinister smile, rummaged through his jacket pocket. Something glinted as it passed by me, I couldn't tell what it was because it was so fast and my glasses were somewhere broken on the ground.
"A-AH!" All I could feel was a pain in my side.
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"A-AH!" You whipped your head around after turning the corner. That scream made your heart skip a beat. It was from close by...
