The weather had been rainy and dreary for the past week and this was the first sunny day so I decided to go outside.  That was a bad choice. I can still smell the wet muddy smell of the air outside in my clothes.  The office had a dingy heavy feeling and smell of the old ragged books.  The chair I was sitting in would creak at the slightest movement even if I blinked the chair bellowed out a great moan.  The best part about being in here is that it is just a few valuable moments that I am away from him, but there is no doubt that I will be having a long conversation with him and Mr Tom our principal.  Here I am again in the office for violence.

 
I didn’t even mean to punch him.  I have already knocked out three of his teeth when will he learn to not come by me if something like that happens everytime he comes over by me.  He does not see that I obviously hate every bone and blood cell in his entire body.  If I would have just controlled myself I would not be in the terrible mess.  My mom is already disappointed in me for taking a 8th graders bike, I didn’t even know that someone owned that bike it was just sitting in the grass outside the school and I wanted to get home quickly. The 8th grader I think his name was Brian ran after me like a raging bull but for the bike I was riding.  It had a relentless clicking all the way back to my house.  I got home and I couldn't wait to get away from that hideous clicking.  Then when they looked back at the cameras and saw me getting on the bike like I was being chased by a lion and getting out of there, I didn’t even want to share my side of the story.

I have not been to lunch since I first was playing football with him,  that did not end very pretty.  I don’t even know how I can still manage to get in trouble without even going to recess or lunch.  Everytime I hear teachers saying my name it sound like a thud of a throwing knife to the chest to my ears because it is rarely something that is good.  My mom says that it is hard to believe that I would even have the thought of punching someone in class.  She always repeats insanely “How much more can I take away from you until you will learn to think twice about things.  I haven't even seen my phone since school started.  I don’t like being told what to do and that is where a lot of my problems come from.  And that is not where this one came from today.

I kept going back to the moment in my mind.  He was throwing the ball in my direction and as soon as I saw the I ran like a madman to go and catch the ball.  I leaped up and snagged the ball out of the air and ran like a missile was behind me, but there was only one thing in my path.  It was him joey the roadblock.

Right before we came into contact I thought of all that he has done to me and all that he ruined, it just made me run harder and harder.  I lowered my shoulder and… “BOOM!”  I felt something dig dig deep into my shoulder but everything was moving as fast as an eye following a fly around a room.

I flattened right over him like a train and I felt the life drain from his body as I ran over him.  When I got to the end zone everything was quiet way to quiet.  Thats how I knew that something was wrong.

I came over and immediately looked away at the disgusting sight that was penetrating my eyes and burning itself into my memory forever haunting me. I came over and he was gurgling up blood from his mouth and nose, I looked past the depths of the sea of blood in his mouth and saw a dark hold that looked like a void where his mouth should have been.  That sight was stuck with me,forever imprinted in my memory  and he was never going to get that tooth back. Why did I do that I thought.

Joeys boyfriend Cooper was already bouncing over here and when he arrived he took a swing at me. 

“Settle down you fat cow!”

Just jumped out of my mouth as I jumped out of the way and belted down on his chin with a uppercut.  I stood there and watched his body plunge down to the wet grass.  I winched with pain and i unclenched my wrist and looked down and saw that my knuckle had been moved a centimeter to the left.

Cooper was slipping and sliding all the way back up with his terrible balance.  Right as he got up I pulled back and heard Amy assert.  
“No don’t hit him Zac!”
But she was far too late as my hand had already been sucking into his fat face.  With that Cooper roared a repulsive screech a millisecond after my fist had buried itself into his face.”Oh not again.” I murred to myself as I watched his blubber fly over to Mr Tom.  Amy strutted up to me and buried these words into my head “Keep that violence away from me and the school!”  My face was rising up to very high temperatures and then I barked “Get away from me now!” I just wanted to run into the woods and stay in there for the rest of the day.  Joey was getting up by then and was heading my way.

I just can’t stand him even when he tries to do something nice it still makes me want to jump off a cliff or better throw him off one.  And I still am sitting her clueless of what I am going to say to Mrs.S when she walks through that door with him.  I just know that he will walk through that door with his cocky smile, but I will just  have to control myself and not say anything.  Interrupting my deep thoughts the door slowly creaked open like a witches cackling laugh.  And the I saw his nike Freerun’s break the silence as it hissed and slithered through that door.  There he was scowling in the door frame, it was him.  Joey my step brother.