Chapter 11-The Brawl

Sasha's POV

-Monday-

It was another boring Monday morning. I was going through another day of high school, alone. Sasha had left this morning to Mexico, instead of this afternoon. The semester was ending, also the year. I had about a month left. We'd be finishing this year alone, since Santiago had moved up to New York to take care of his sick grandmother. I was sad. I didn't want him to go but I understand he had too. Hopefully he'd come and visit sometime. I hoped this day would go by without any drama. Man, wasn't I wrong.

I was in gym class, second block, the only class me, Sasha, and Jason had together. Me and my friends, Tessa and Britney were passing a basketball on one of end of the gymnasium, while Jason and his friends were playing on the other.

"Gah, I hate having P.E. We don't ever do anything in here. Hell, our freaking teach barely shows up. Why do we have to be here?" Tessa said annoyed. She hated this class as much as we all did, even though she was the honor student.

"I know what you mean. Just think, we still have a whooping fourty-five minutes left." I replied in a high-pitch tone.

I heard the double-doors to the gym open, but I didn't bother to see who it was. I figured it was Mr. Webster finally deciding to come to class. But then I heard arguing between two familiar voices. I was surprised to find out who it was. One was Joseph Davon, he was always the badass who had to start fights for no reason. And this time he was picking a fight with -- Jesse.

I wasn't even about to let nothing happen to that kid. Since I'm gonna be hanging out with him more, I might as well keep him out of trouble.

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Sasha's POV

"Is there a problem here?" I asked Joseph, now standing next Jesse.

"It's none of your business dyke. But since you're here ... I told stupid here to fix my car and he refuses. I guess he doesn't know who I am." Joseph replied, as arrogant as can be.

"Okay, call me a dyke again, and you'll never have babies. And if Jesse doesn't wanna fix your car, guess what? He's not gonna fix it." I replied, getting pissed off. I motioned for Jesse to walk away but Joseph just wouldn't stop. I'm not in the mood to kill, I thought to myself.

"You threatening me, DYKE!" He yelled from behind me.

"Yeah I am." I growled back, now face to face with him.

"You know something, I figured out why you're so rough. Was your mother so much of a whore that she didn't have time to teach you how to be a lady? Or was your dad never around to didn't beat some respect into you?" Joseph replied, with a grin only the devil could smile.

That really pissed me off. Nobody talks about my family. I went to swing at Joseph's face when I felt an arm grab mine.

"Step to the side please." was all Jason whispered before stepping in front of me. He took off his leather jacket and handed it to me.

He looked different. No longer was he wearing his gym wear. He even wasn't dressed in his usual preppy attire. He had on baggy leather pants, black boots, a black beater, and his beige leather jacket. I liked his new look. It was sexy.

Before I could continue my daydream, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. Mila! Joseph's girlfriend had punched me in the stomach. Noone had ever been dumb enough to do that. I recovered, and returned a left jab into her eye. Now it was an all-out brawl. Jason and Joseph, Mila and me, and Joseph's right hand man, Bobby, was attacking Jesse.

The brawl went on for a good ten minutes before the security guards came and took over. Next thing I knew ... we were all sitting in the office. Me, Jason, and Jesse on one side -- Joseph, Mila, and Bobby.

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"Sasha. Why am I not surprised to see you? But Jason? And Jesse? This is a shocker." Mr. Jones said in shock, starting to get angry. "Sasha, I'm suspending you for 2 weeks. I'm tired of seeing you in here everyday, and then letting you off the hook. Jason and Jesse, since this is my first time seeing you guys in here, I'm giving you a weeks vacation. Get out of my office and send the others in." He growled at us.

Mom's gonna kill me, I said to myself. This was the fourth time I've been suspended in the past two months. If I'm suspended again, Mr. Jones said they would expell me from the school.

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When I got home, my mother was NOT happy to see me. I figured the school had called her and informed her on what happened.

I started up for my room, but was stopped by my highly-angered mother.

A/N: Stay tuned for the next chapters! Thanks for those who reviewed. Made me feel better to know someone's reading it.

--Kita--