The Little Goth Girl
A/N: Hey there guys! So I just need to make a tiny clarification. I know most of you are saying that this story makes no sense and that you don't get any of. As I said to down people, this story will make much more better sense as we progress. So if you can kindly be patient I appreciate it. Thanks you, now onward!
Chapter 7
Sam opened her eyes to see Tucker holding back the fist. Dash stopped smirking and glared at the small boy. With a twist of his arm he jerked his arm free from the grasp. Tucker fell to the ground with a groan and gasped when he was suddenly picked up.
"You just made a big mistake punk." Dash growled in his face. Sam struggled to get free from the boys who were holding her. She yelled as Dash went to punch her friend.
"NO!" She screamed, but suddenly a rock came and hit Dash square on in the face. Taken aback the bully yelped at the sudden contact and let go of the small African American boy.
The boys holding Sam looked in the direction the rock came from, only to be met with their own.
"Leave them alone!" A small voice said. The older kids looked at the figure that approached them and laughed.
"That's the small fry who shot us?" Dash asked while laughing, "Oh what are you going to do? Shoot pebbles at us?" He snickered. The small boy lifted his head to reveal his face.
Sam gasped, it was the boy with the electrifying blue eyes. He had a serious face on and his eyes narrowed at the bullies. In his small hand was a good size rock, one at which would be able to knockout the older kids.
"Drop her you big bully! Or I'll throw this so hard you'll be hiding your bruise for a week!" He said. The boys holding Sam dropped her, she landed with a thud. Dash glared at his friends.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Letting her go." Kwan said. Dash stood up
"Why? Because some puny brat threatened to throw rocks?" He snarled. Kwan gulped.
"Easy for you to say Dash," Alex said, "but unlike you, our parents don't want to see bruises on our faces." He snapped. Dash shoved them away and made a grab for Sam.
Sam stared up at the boy who was helping her up. He had a friendly smile on his face, she gave her own small smile. But the moment was short lived when Dash grabbed her by her small waist and crushed her against his chest. The boy growled at him and curled his hand into a fist.
"One move and I'll hurt this little Goth freak." He said. Sam bit back her tears at the cruel nickname. She hated being called these names, it wasn't her fault she had reasons to dress in black. It's all Vlad would let her wear.
"I'm not a freak." She whimpered out. Dash tightened his grip causing her to yelp at the pain. The boy saw this and gasped. He had to do something fast. Tucker placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled at the boy. Blue eyes met green for the first time and in an instant the knew what should be done.
"Hey Dash, you really must not have any friends if you hang around small kids!" Tucker said. Dash blinked and frowned.
"I don't hang out with you small fries!" He cried. All the while his grip on Sam was loosening. Tucker and the boy laughed.
"Right, or maybe you have a crush on her because you always go after her!" The boy said laughing. Dash glared at them, but his eyes started to sparkle a little.
"You babies!" He called out.
"Hey at least we're not the ones crying." Tucker said. Dash let go of Sam all together and charged at the two laughing boys, but before he could touch them, a teacher approached the kids with Alex and Kwan by her side. She glared down at Dash.
"Dashiel Baxter, you come with me." She said angrily. Dash gulped and begrudgingly went with her, but not before looking back and glaring.
"This isn't over." He seethed. The boy and Tucker only stared after the older boy.
"Thanks." Tucker said to the boy. He smiled.
"Anytime." He replied, they both turned around to see a shaking little girl.
When Dash had dropped Sam, she had landed on stick that grazed the palm of her hand, it didn't seem bad at first, but then the scratch started to bleed. She was currently on the ground holding her injured hand. Tucker and the boy ran over to her.
"Sam? Are you ok?" Tucker asked. She shook her head. The boy knelt by her and reached for her hand. Before he could touch it she clutched it tighter to her chest. He looked up at her with a concern expression. For the very first time, Violet eyes met Blue, as she stared at him, he gave a small smile.
"Hey," he softly called, "I just want to see it." He said. She sniffled, but she didn't loosen her grip. He reached out for her hand and gently placed his own on hers, "I'm not going to hurt you." He said gently as he coaxed her hand away from her. As she slowly let go of her hand, he smiled tenderly at her.
"Be careful with it." She said softly. He nodded and did a look over. As he saw the blood he frowned.
"Hey," he said trying to grab Tucker's attention. The said boy looked up.
"It's Tucker." He replied. The boy nodded.
"Tucker, can you go get me a wet paper towel or tissue?" He asked. Tucker nodded before rushing off. The boy looked back at the injured girl and sighed.
"I bet you're going to laugh at me right?" She asked. He blinked back in surprise.
"No, why would I do that?" He asked. She shrugged.
"In case you haven't heard, I'm the loser around here. I'm the weak little freak that can't protect herself." She said, he noticed the tears that swelled up in her eyes. She put her head down causing her hair to cover her face. He frowned and moved some of her hair out of the way. He could see her lips quiver and a fee rough tears falling down her face to the ground.
"Hey," he began as he looked at her, "I don't think you're a loser." He said, she picked up her head slightly and moved her eyes to look at his own.
"You're just saying that." She said. He shook his head.
"But I'm not. In fact, I think you're the bravest person I've met." He said. She cracked a small smile.
"Really?" She asked. He nodded.
"Yup, and don't worry about what that kid said, you're not a freak at all." He smiled as her face brightened, "I think you're the coolest girl in this school." He finished. She smiled full heartily at him. She hugged him tightly, taking him by surprise once more.
"Thank you." She said, he wrapped his small arms around her and hugged her back awkwardly, he had never had a girl hug him before.
"Anytime." He replied.
"Hey guys I got the-what are you doing?" Tucker asked. The two hugging kids jumped and quickly let go of each other.
"Nothing!" The both said, causing the both of them to blush. Tucker chuckled.
"Gross! You guys are lovebirds!" He said. The two small kids blushed redder than a tomato.
"We are not!" They both said.
"Hey! You copied me!" They said pointing at each other.
"Stop saying what I say!" They both cried out once more together. Tucker only fell into a laughing fit as the two kids kept saying the same thing. It ended with both of them falling back against the ground in exasperation.
"I'm Sam by the way." Sam said as Tucker continued to laugh. The boy looked back at her.
"I'm Danny." He replied. He noticed the wet towel in Tucker's hand and remembered what he was previously doing, "I think it's time to get that cut of yours cleaned." He said. She nodded.
"I couldn't agree more." She said with a small smile.
ok, I forgot to mention one other thing: Sam, Danny, and Tucker will seem older than what they really are but don't worry that will be clarified soon, very soon. As for Sam, remember that green stuff Vlad put in her? Well keep that in mind, that is part of the reason for why the kids act older.
Other than that hint, please review!
'Lyssa
Author and Teen
