My moment of victory is short though...a minute later I hear another cry that could only be Atticus. NO! I rush towards the scream and see a crowd of students circled around Bob pinning Atticus to the lockers, and not in a good way ;). I'm paralyzed for a second. My mind catches up to me when Bob throws a fist into Atticus' perfect face. My insides burn, and my feet move by themselves. I run towards them before I know what I'm doing. I dive between the pair just as a strong blow hits my chest. I cripple to the ground. Students gasp and scatter backwards.
Astonished, Bob looks down at me. "What the fudge are you doing!" he yells.
Cradling my stomach, I look up at him wearily, "Don't you ever think about hurting Atticus again. You don't deserve such an angel," I spit.
He huffs and stomps away. I immediately begin to relax. That is….until I realized I was on top of a certain special someone. "Oh...uh...I'm so sorry," I stutter as I clamber to my feet.
Atticus looks up at me, amazed. "Thanks for, you know...saving me," he whispers. I can barely take it, his face is so beautiful. I reach out a hand to help him up.
"No problem," our eyes don't leave one another. "Wanna..sit with me at lunch? I mean-I don't want Bob bothering you…" I mumble.
"I'd love to," he says with the deepest sincerity. My heart leaps.
We say our goodbyes as we go off to our classes. From the corner of my vision I see him strip off Bob's jacket and throw it into the bin. That punch was so worth it.
AN: Surprise! Double chapter day! (We kinda may have felt a bit guilty for making you wait so long) Ooooo so exciting! Threes to all of our fans :). Now for diving into the romance...;)
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