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Seven.

Monday mornings were something I did not paricularly like and I didn't know any actual living person that did, to be honest. Although it marked a new beginning, a new week, new options to fixed missed opportunites, it was also another beginning of yet another school week. It's not that I dreaded school ... due to my popularity it was quite bearable to go. I just thought that a lot of the things that guys my age talked about were inappropriate and revolting. It never got to a point where I would be interested to know more about them, they just were my fellow football team mates and that was that, nothing more. Most of them were quite arrogant despite having basically nothing to show for. Most of them didn't even achieve good grades or stood out in any other form than being a member of the football team.

I arrived on the school grounds a bit earlier than normal because I had wanted to give my brother and Elle a head start. No need to make things get more awkward today. I was sure would hear the last of it in regards to her little number on that fateful pool table.

Cheering and laughter caught my attention and I turned around to see what was going on.

One of the guys, I think his name was Adam, started swinging his hips like a girl while a crowd formed around his little 'performance' and I immediately knew they were making fun of Elle. Only she wasn't laughing. When that guy started to pull his shirt out of his pants like he was going to strip, I had enough and quickly made my way over to the gathering as quickly as I could.

The closer I came the more I realized how furious Elle was. Her head had turned slightly reddish, her eyes were shooting daggers and she clenched her fists tightly. One sudden movement, I was sure, and she'd burst. She might even try to hurt the guy, which I would not blame her for. He was behaving like one big douchebag.

'Oh, grow up already' I heard Elle say through gritted teeth and I knew this was her last resort to actually retord peacefully.

Suddenly that Adam guy grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to him. How dare he?

Lee snapped and stepped closer, "Hey, back off!'

'Make me,' Mr Douchebag answered and then Elle lost it. Before she could land a hefty punch in Mr Douchebag's face, I quickly caught her hand. She tried to wrestle me off but I just held her hand still and used my other hand to land a full swing onto Mr. Douchebag's jaw.

Everyone around us cheered.

'Fight! Fight! Fight!'

Suddenly, the crowd grew in size. They all seemed to be attracted by two guys fighting. I didn't mind, after all, I was just defending Elle's honor, right? Apart from the roaring 'Fight! Fight!' cheers there were quite a few female squeals coming from the crowd.

Elle tried to drag me away from Mr. Douchebag whose lip was split and it was bleeding. Good, he deserved that.

'Noah!' Elle yelled repeatedly and I partially came back from my trance but I was still focussed on the task at hand, telling this Adam off and making him realize that there were certain lines he should not have crossed.

'Dude, if you like her, that's fine,' one of the other guys, Thomas, scoffed at me and I turned around to face him, 'but I'm sure there's plenty to go around.'

I do not know how he managed to dodge my punch, but he did, which left me furious. I started panting as he looked at me daring me to continue, daring me to punch him, too.

Elle had heard it, too. Oh. She glared at him, 'what did you say?'

'You heard me,' Thomas said with a wink.

'That's it,' I growled and lunged forward.

'Flynn!' I heard one of our teachers yelling as he barged through the crowd that dispersed quickly. Everyone seemed to be needed elsewhere, I guess. Only then did I realize that Elle stood right in front of me. She pushed my chest.

'What is all this about?' we heard Vice Principal Pritchett say and turned around to face him.

Elle obviosuly tried to calm down the situation and said, 'It's just a big misunderstanding, really!'

Pritchett wasn't buying it, 'All of you, one week's detention. Noah Flynn, Rogers, my office now. You too, Rochelle."

She gaped, 'What did I do?'

'Nothing, but I'd like a word with you.'

She sighed and then Lee was there by her side. Where I should have been. I fought down a snarl as this was my brother and none of the other douchebags. He mumbled something into Elle's ear which she listened to, shook her head and then ressponded with something that made Lee laugh. Hm.

Lee then wandered off after he wished Elle good luck and she threw herself on one of the chairs in front of the principal's and the vice principal's office. I sat down next to her and stayed silent. Somehow I wanted her to say something first. Mr Douchebag followed the vice principal into his office and shot me a glare as he did so. The door closed behind them and Elle and I were sat there waiting for the things to come.

'Thanks,' she said quietly.

I sat up.

'Nobody can treat a girl like that and get away with it. Especially if that girl is you.' I meant it, surely, she must know I meant it, right?

She peeked at me, not sure if she should fully face me.

'Well, thank you. You didn't have to interfere, though. I mean, you could've let me land one punch!' She sounded disappointed that all the strength she had put into this punch had not come to fruitition.

'It would have been a good punch, I'll give you that.'

'Why did you stop me? Elle blurted out.

I shrugged. 'To be honest, I am not sure...'

'In fact, while I am at it, why did you need to get involved? Lee and Dixon and Cam would've been fine,' she added and raised her eyebrow questioningly.

'Maybe.'

'You're avoiding my question.'

I grinned. 'Yeah, I am. I guess ... I didn't want to see you get in a fight and I didn't like hearing them talk to you like that...' I trailed off, hoping she didn't register the emotional undertone to my statement. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. Elle stared at me, eyes widened. I wasn't sure what made me say the next damn thing but I did anyways.

'I guess you're just like my little sister or something,' I said and I could tell how instantly disappointed she was. Oh.

'Oh, yeah,' she said, 'Of course.'

I nodded. Then shook my head. Then nodded again. I was debating whether or not I should just tell her. How did other people do that? Did they just blurt it out? Did they bring flowers at least? How did those things work?

'No, not today,' I thought and nodded again. Case closed.

She must have felt the awkward atmosphere and casually said, 'Do you reckon you'll be in much trouble?'

'Nah, I never am. Especially not when they find out that I was just defending your honor,' I smirked.

'Ha-ha!' she snapped back and rolled her eyes at me, 'I was being serious!'

I shook my head and tried to explain, 'I never start fights. I just finish them. You know. In my defense.'

'I don't see why I have to be here though.'

'Oh, they'll want a witness, just to verify stuff or something. They usally like that.' I said and she looked at me, looking slightly more reassured. I knew Elle never got into any trouble so this experience was brand new.

She laughed, looked at me and shook her head. We then sat in silence for quite a while and it was nice. I liked having her close and the silence didn't get uncomfortable at all. Aftere a few more minutes, Thomas aka Mr Douchebag came out of the office and I was called in. Elle mouthed 'Good luck' and smiled at me and that was all I needed. I decided to tease her a little, smirked and saluted my damsel in distress before I went in.

The vice principal gestured me to close the door behind me.

'Flynn, Flynn, Flynn...' he said, 'what have you gotten yourself into this time?'

'Nothing much, Mr Pritchett, nothing much,' I said and grinned.

'We can't continue to do this every other week, Mr Flynn and you know that, don't you?' he said.

'Yeah,' I said.

'Why don't you tell me what happened?' Pritchett said and leaned back in his chair, watching me intently. I told him how I had seen the crowd forming and how Thomas had made highly inanpropriate comments about Elle. I explained how I had wanted to spare her the trouble of landing that punch myself and Pritchett laughed at my remark.

'You think she'd actually punch him, though?' he asked and I just grinned. We both nodded in mutual understanding and I finished up with what had happened.

'Alright, Mr Flynn, thank you for coming to my office with me and explaining your little 'cafuffle' to me. Would you mind sending Rochelle in, please?'

'Not at all, vice principal,' I grinned and walked toward the door.

'Mr Flynn?'

'Yes?'

'Next time someone insults your girlfriend ... don't punch him please.'

How on earth would Pritchett ... what? No! She was not my girlfriend! 'But you did make it look like she was and that you cared about her. Quite a lot, Noah,' a little voice inside me said. Oh.

I stepped out of the vice principal's office, shot her a smile that said 'it's ok' and then the vice principal called 'Rochelle?' and she went inside. Phew.