She Saved My Life (7) / He Chose Me.

Ps. If you haven't read "he chose me" you gotta read that first(it makes more sense). (: thanks!

As I step outside the classroom instep into my fate. There he is, watching waiting, hovering like a hawk.

I did my best to sprint past him and go directly to my locker. I fumble with my lock and quickly shove my books in my locker, I slam the door shut.
I look around frantically for somewhere to hide.
Its too late. They are gaining on me.I try to run down the hall, hoping to hide in a classroom.
"You can run, but you can't hide!!" Dan taunts.

My moment of doom is approaching. I cringe and wait for the moment.
I see him walking towards me. "So, you're leaving because you think we don't like you? I'll give you a reason to not like me! Punk!" he yells.
He runs up to me and pushes me back. I shove him into Jason. "Hey! Why am I involved in this?" he screeches. "You idiot!", I scream,"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOLD HIM EVERYTHING I SAID!"I Continued to tell.
Dan seemed amused, he stood back and watched us go at each other.
"You shouldn't have said it then!" he defends himself.
"YOY SHOULDN'T HAVE LISTENED!" I hold back tears, I can't cry now! That's just so wimpy. Dan wouldn't forget it.

I shove Jason into a locker.
"THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU DIDN'T EAVESDROP!" I shout.

Dan decides to 'break it up' between us.he comes up to me and swings a punch, I block it. I punch him square on the jaw, he doesn't seem experience in defense. He catches me off guard. Dammit! He got me in the nose. I know I'm bleeding I can feel it, and we both pause as we see the blood drip down my shirt. I wipe my nose on my sleeve. "The heck is wrong with you man?! We didn't HAVE to fight, but you've really pushed me too far this time!" I try to warn him. "Ooh! Trying to wimp your way out of it you little weakling" he spits.

I kick him in his leg.
He grunts in shock.
"You'll pay for that!!!!" he screams! By this time a crowd had sort of gathered. I had forgotten about the note and after all the moving about, little did I now it had come loose from my pocket.
I moved, and everyone went silent as it fluttered down to the ground. I tried to get it before him but it didn't work. We was like a cat, ready to pounce on the mouse. He snatched it up, and cackled as he read it.
"What is it Dan?" one of the girls squeaked.

"It says, 'Kyle, we'll see her tonight. Dad." " he laughs.
"Hahahaha! Aww Kyle-wyle! Who are you seeing? Is it a girlfriend? The forbidden girlfriend your darling daddy disapproved of?" he mimicked.
"Like HE could get a girlfriend Dan!" a girl sputtered.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" I scream and shove Dan out of the way.
"WHO SAID THAT?!" I demand. "Aw poor baby Kyle? Should I be scared?" the girl provoked. "YOU!" I whisper as I glare at her. In my anger I push her over. She squealed. All her friends flock around her. "Oh my gosh are you okay babe??" they all ask. "Ohmygawsh! What a jerk." they lifted her up and took her to the bathroom.

Dan was surprised at me.
"What are you looking at?" I growl.by now half the school had filled the hall.
"Well, who are you seeing?" he asked. Trying to sound tough I assume, but I could hear a quaver of softness in his voice.
He cleared his throat.
"So, who is it?" he demands. All traces of softness vanishing like it never was there.

"My mother stupid!" I sigh, frustrated. "Geez, the one that was in a crash? Idiots that can't drive like her shouldn't be able to get lisences." he retorts.

"Are you freaking kidding me?!?!? She's a great driver. It wasn't her fault!!
Whatch what you say!!!!" I scream. Anger boiled inside me. I ran up to him and punched him in the face again. I was about to throw another one when suddenly, my hand wouldn't move.
I looked behind me, a teacher was restraining me. I looked back at Dan, he was being restrained too. More teachers were coming in, and getting people out. "YOU'RE A BIT LATE!" I screech at the teachers. "Now calm down." the teacher tried to use some counseling effect that totally didn't work. "HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TP CALM DOWN? I BET YOU DON'T EVEN CARE. YOU DO NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HECK I'VE BEEN THROUGH!" I yell shaking with anger.

No matter how hard they try I won't calm down.
They take me to the nurse and sit me down on a chair. "Blood nose?" the nurse asks gently. "What does it look like?!" I snap.
She looks a bit taken aback. "Sorry.." I say ashamed and look down.
"Oh.. It's alright." she says kindly, smiling again.
"Name please?" she asks.
"Kyle." I sigh.
"Kyle...?" she persists.
"Oh yeah right... Um.. Kyle Summers." I say.
"Oh!" her eyes widen in shock. "I see." she understands.

I can't hold in anymore.
I just start to bawl.
I'm snuffling and blubbering and look stupid, I'm hurt, tired and just want to go home and see my mother.
She sits down next to me and hands me a tissue box. She pats me on the shoulder.

She walks off saying something about getting things for my nose.
I sit there, just thinking.
I feel bad about the whole fight. I bury my head in my hands. "Gosh. I should not have hit him." I sigh.

I hear someone walk in.
I look up through my itch red, bloodshot eyes.
It was Dan.