The sun glared in Patricia's face as she starred out the yellow bus' window. She had once again refused to ride with her mother and twin. It was starting to get incredibly awkward between her and her family. Her dad blocked her from speaking to him until she decided to break up with Eddie, her and Piper weren't talking—well, Patricia wasn't talking to Piper—because of the argument they had not even two weeks ago, and her and her mother weren't on very good terms as of Patricia refusing to speak to Piper.
She sighed and picked up her book bag. The bus had come to a stop on school grounds and she was dreading school today. She had a massive test on Social Studies after lunch and she was stressing over the fact that she hadn't studied.
Pulling open the school doors she immediately walked to her locker. Just feet away, she noticed someone leaning against the locker next to hers. Patricia rolled her eyes.
"Stalking me much, Mike?" She scoffed opening her blue locker door. "I'm standing by your locker, Patricia. I wouldn't call that stalking, Sweetheart." Mike snapped back.
"Don't' you dare call me 'Sweetheart'." Patricia whispered sharply. Mike smirked. "Oh, but you used to love it, didn't you?" He began to put his arm around her shoulder. Eddie had apparently chosen that exact moment to meet Patricia had her locker. He saw Mike making things uncomfortable for Patricia and decided to step in. "Hey!" He shouted.
"Well, if it isn't Sweetie Junior." Mike smirked. "What do you think you're doing?" Eddie demanded, ignoring the sarcasm.
"Oh, just talking to an old friend." Mike slung his harm over Patricia. She didn't hesitate to shrug it off rudely.
"Listen," Eddie hissed leaning forward. "You better beat it before you have to be carried off."
"Don't you wish it could happen, Miller." The two boys began to stare down one another and left Patricia walking down the hall to her first class. The intense starring contest was broken off abruptly by Mike throwing a sharp jab to Eddie's upper lip. Taken by surprise, Eddie stumbled back. The taller boy smirked. "Wish you could've thrown the first punch, Miller?" By then, everyone had crowded around them, limiting their fighting space.
Eddie gained back his balance and wiped the dripping crimson from his lip and spoke,
"I was taught to never throw the first punch." Eddie walked slowly back to Mike. The taller, less muscular boy threw yet another jab aiming for Eddie's nose, but Eddie dogged it swiftly. Mike was taken aback from this sudden change in movement. Eddie took this to his advantage and threw and uppercut right to the bottom of Mike's jaw. Startled by the power and strength in the punch, he flew to the cold tiled floor. Eddie leaned town just enough for him to hear his whisper.
"But, I was taught to always throw the last." By then Eddie was being pulled back by a teacher and Mike was being helped up by the school nurse. The two were torn away from their ended fight and were taken to separate ends of the school.
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"I can't believe you beat him up." Amber scolded at their lunch table. "Hey, I think it's awesome! Way to go, mate!" Alfie and Eddie high fived each other. Eddie held a victorious smile on his face until Patricia walked up with Joy hot on her heels.
"I cannot believe you punched him." She spat as she grabbed her molding apple from her tray. "I didn't punch him first, so it was okay." He shrugged. Patricia gaped at him. "I meant I can't believe you even punch him in the first place! Why couldn't you just talk to him about it?" Patricia hit his bicep. "I should've stayed." She shook her head scolding herself.
"Patricia, it's not your fault," Nina promised. "They both got detention anyways, if it makes you feel better."
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Patricia walked into her house and tried to speed up the stairs.
"Patricia, come her please!" Her mother called from the kitchen. She sighed dramatically and sharply turned around on her heel. "Yes, mother?" Patricia entered the plane, white kitchen.
"Do not use that tone with me," Mrs. Williamson scolding stirring some type of sauce in a pot. "I wanted to talk with you about something, considering you won't hear a word about it from your sister."
Patricia pulled herself onto the island, knowing this would take a while. Not hearing anything from her daughter, Mrs. Williamson took that as a cue to continue speaking.
"I assume you have plenty of homework, so I won't keep you long," She started still keeping an eye on her dinner. "I just wanted to update you on your sister's school. She will be attending a new boarding school opening for musical prodigies. I presume she has told you goodbye already?"
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Hey! I can't tell you guys how completely sorry I am for updating! Please forgive me! But, here it is! I know kind of a cliffhanger. I know it's terribly short, but it's something :) I hope it was worth the wait, guys! I'm working on the last chapter for TCOO and the next one-short for RR. Review and tell me what you think!