I wanted some violence… So here we go.

Jonathan pulled his truck into the gas station, slowly making his way to the pump. He needed to get gas Samuel was there to come along for the ride wanting to get some snacks. He whipped his truck around to back into the spot when suddenly a car came in a quickly stole their pump. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Johnathan looked back and the BMW was now turned off. Fortunately, another pump was available so he drove over to be able to fill up his tank. Samuel got off glaring at the guy walking out of the car. A handsome boy walked over to the entrance with a confident stride. He had short brown hair, some nice khaki pants, a patterned collared shirt, and brown loafers. Overall, he looked like a total jerk in Samuel's opinion. Samuel made his way over to the gas station looking back at Johnathan one more time before opening the door. He walked in getting some odd looks from the cashiers. That was usual for him so he didn't mind. "What to get, what to get." He put a hand on his hip pondering the selection of candy. "...bloody these are expensive." Three dollars for a bite-sized candy was not worth it. That didn't stop him from considering other options. He then turned around to see if anyone was looking and slipped a candy bar into his pocket. He walked further down the aisle and glanced at the chips and smiled. "Now this is worth the money."

The same boy from earlier walked around the aisle and opened the fridge door. He then grabbed a twelve-pack of beer and walked past Samuel. In one hand he held a brown bag of oily food that was from the hot food section. Under his other arm was now a large bag of chips holding the boy gave Samuel such a disgusted expression and he knew he couldn't let that slide. "You've got a problem mate? Fix ya' face bloke." "My only problem is seeing how ugly you are. And you sound like you've got a tumor in your brain." He said this with much confidence that Samuel shoved his snacks back on the shelves. "Oh, listen here fucker, ya' got a lot of pride. You first don't know how to park and find elsewhere to go to a gas station. Then ya' got wondering eyes andsaying rude things now? Ya' kiss ya mum with that mouth?Then you're definitely up for a row." The boy first look confused then laughed, this making Samuel even more riled up. "What are you even saying? I'm not afraid of you. You don't even scare me. You sound too stupid to be normal." Samuel let out a sarcastic huff and smiled. "That's all you've got? Nothing else but insulting one's appearance based on the fact that they're different. Ye... you certainly are an American." The boy gave Samuel a look of amusement. He tried to hide a smile thinking it was nothing as Samuel wanted something from him. "I'm not afraid of you if that's what you think." "If you're not afraid then let's have a go at the basketball court down the street. Over at the park next to the burned-down house." He rolled his eyes at him clearly thinking Samuel was playing tough. "You're just some prick that has nothing else better to do. Go back to stealing those candy bars or whatever you stupid British people do." In that moment, Samuel was not happy that the boy kept deflecting his attacks. He took the brown paper bag from him and opened it to see a burnt corn dog and a few packets of ketchup. The boy couldn't fight Samuel back since he didn't want to drop the drinks that could possibly shatter. Samuel bit into the corn dog and chewed, finally seeing the boy frown. Once he got to the perfect consistency, he spat out the food onthe boy and gave him a crooked grin. Samuel felt satisfaction when the boy's face got red. "I'll… see you at the park…" "Sam," the punk thought it was now appropriate to introduce his name, "And you certainly will see me at the park."

Adrenaline soared through the boy's body as he told Johnathan about what just happened. Boasting about what he had done, Jonathan was now driving the boy to the park. In their situation, William was just down the block from that park, and called him to see if he was home. The two boys were now going to be joined by William, Seymour, and Dominic. Samuel and Johnathan lit up their cigarettes as the group left William's house. Even the Southerner asked for one, signaling to Seymour and Dominic that he was also excited to see the brawl happen. They waited for the next ten minutes seeing no one had approached the court. The group of teens weren't parked near the basketball court. They were just looking across the playground to see if the boy would actually show up. Another thirty minutes passed, and the boys were starting to get tired. "Sam, I don't think he's showing up." William was leaning his head against the window feeling defeated as he knew he wasn't going to see a fight. "Nah he's too pussy to show up," Seymour reassured the punk, and he gave him a weak smile. Then a moment later they saw another car pull into the park. A sleek black Mercedes-Benz carried four boys in which they all came out. They had on rather comfortable clothes, anda blondwas even holding a baseball bat. "Oh shit…" Johnathan looked over to Samuel who was now alert, "Good thing you got us." Seymour shook his head making note of what Dominic was probably plotting. The boys walked over to the court seeing the boy from the gas station let out a few weak burps. "Oi! What took you so long? You had to change your panties?" Their eyes were full of rage, wanting to hurt Samuel for what he had done to their friend. "Shut up… You started this shit…." The group of boys snickered at his response, at this point Samuel was ready to get the fight over with. "Come at me bitch…" The boy sounded like he had a mouth full of peanut butter and he got closer to Samuel. He was so anxious that he wasn't able to pronounce the words correctly. The boy with the baseball bat banged the object against the concrete, "Josiah. These guys are a bunch of white trash. Don't fuck with them let's just leave. Or let me handle it." Samuel's eyes widened and he took off his leather jacket. Seymour looked around to his friends astonished and feeling ignored by the group. "I'm not even fully white mate," he then glazed at the boy holding the bat who swung it around carelessly, "You definitely want to get your teeth kicked in." "Oh sorry. I didn't know you were the fucked up kind of people your parents made you. I guess you're fully useless then." Jonathan raised his eyebrows at the comment and began to look at Dominic who was ready to dig in his pocket for the worst-case scenario. "I don't need you to fucking make any more comments about the way I lo- UGH!" The boy swung the baseball bat at him and Samuel blocked it off by moving his arm. It hurt bad, he stood there knowing this was going to get nasty. "That ain't fair!" He's got that thang on 'em!" William shouted as he saw the bat swinging back again. Eventually, Samuel ripped it out of his hands and threw it back. Dominic caught it and he immediately ran out of the court to lose it. He tried jumping on Sam and he slammed him on the concrete. "Stop! You're hurting him!" The blond of the group pulled Samuel off him and the other two dragged him to the grass. Seymour went in and pushed Josiahaway knowing he was trying to stall the fight. Samuel fought against thescrawny boy of the groupwho was trying to put him in a headlock. William grabbed him immediately, pinning him to the ground. Jonathan laughed sarcastically and shook his head, "You guys are way too pussy to fight. Go back home to your rich stingy neighborhood." He was now following behind them moving down the hill. Samuel ignored what his friend had said, and he followed behind Josiah. "Oi! I'm not finished."

Josiah, the boy from the gas station thought he had seen enough already. The boy slammed against Samuel, making him lose balance. They both fell and rolled down until they hit a pile of mud at the bottom. Both groups of boys were screaming as Samuel was underneath the boy. He threw punches at his side and Samuel grunted out profanity. He wasn't that much shorter than him so it was fair game. Samuel shoved his right leg in between his and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. Samuel pulled himself up and Josiah elbowed his collarbone. "You're just another fucking slob that probably lives off other people. You need to go back to wherever you're from." He shoved Samuel back and the punk hit his head on the ground. Josiah gave him a solid blow to the face leaving a nice red mark on his left eye. Dominic's face was red as he wasn't about to communicate anything. He looked back at his friends and gestured very violent suggestions. Johnathan nodded his head in disagreement, feeling that he knew Samuel would make a comeback. "So much fucking talk for a bitch like you. You probably are a bitch and like it up your ass." After a few more punches, Josiah was tired and satisfied with the damage done. Samuel's arms managed to block most of the punches until once again he was hit in the lip. Samuel locked eyes with him and spat out blood him his face. "Ahh! You fucker." Samuel was not going to let the boy reach success and wrapped his leg outward to get Josiah off balance. In reality, he was waiting for him to get tired before making his grand performance. They were now on their sides which gave Samuel some leverage to get on top. He wasn't playing fair, so Samuel knew he had to play dirty. "You think a scum like you can hurt me? This is nothing." Moving away from Josiah, he then kicked him in between his legs in the most sensitive part of his body. "AAHHH!" He screamed, echos escaping to the other side of the park. He got ahold of Samuel's ankle and pulled himself up a bit. In response, he kicked again pulling himself down. Josiah lunged at him wanting to choke the teen. Samuel felt his sweaty hands clamp down on his neck, moving his chin down to bite down for an escape. Josiah shrieked, removing his hands back and scooting away. Samuel began punching Josiah back leaving him in tears. Josiah was now the one doing everything he could to protect his face. The blond from earlier had then pulled his phone out. "Hello? Yes, my friend is getting jumped…" Dominic snatched the phone and threw it in the other direction. He tried slapping him helplessly and Dominic grabbed him by the hair, kneeing him hard for him to fall on the ground. Samuel's body had so much anger, everything that was pent up from what had happened in the past few months. As Josiah laid on the grass. Samuel lifted himself up and elbowed the boy right in the center of his torso. Air escaped his throat leaving him to make a horrifying sound and made the groups of boys silent. The boy flipped himself over and vomited bile on the ground. The sound of toads and gagging filled the park.

The boy was left on the ground by himself face down in the vomit. His friends escaped the scene leaving him abandoned. Like robots, no emotions were displayed when they spotted other people at the parkand walked away. It even left Johnathan feeling weirded out, but then again, he didn't expect them to be worthy of real friends. Samuel closed his eyes, and the cold wind blew into his face. It was then settled. He had won. Seymour, being the odd ball he was, laughed hysterically. The other boys looked at him without saying a word. "Man you're just some rich snob. Your friends don't even like you." Josiah gasped for air before responding to the boy with chunky glasses. "Hey…" Josiah then began to say the most inhumane to Seymour leaving them appalled. William walked over to Josiah and flipped him on his back. "You know what sir? You sound like one of em' old school textbooks. Saying all the horrid things that was wrong with people back in the day. So whatever you said to Seymour applies to Sam." Sam was sitting down on the ground letting the blood drip from his nose, glaring at his wealthy component. Dominic began circling around him pulling out his pocketknife. He looked at Samuel waiting for his signal but instead he slowly got up. Samuel softly rubbed Dominic's back and began to form a devious grin. The five boys who were also smiling got close to Josiah inching too close now. He felt defeated and knew this was not going to be pretty. The four others looked at Samuel and he gently pushed his leg against Josiah. He did this a few times until he began to fight back. He tried to grab Samuel's ankle but then Johnathan began to strike him. Soon enough they were all kicking him, stopping until they felt the time was right.

I told you... :)