{TW: violence}

Week Two: Sophomore Year

I punched the kid against the hard brick of the schools secluded concession stands. I watched as he spat out blood. He looked like me in freshmen year, except he was a bit bigger. "I heard that you like to spread rumors." I grabbed him by his curly hair and hissed into his ear. "This is pay back for that rumor you spread about my friend." I kneed him in the face. He gasped and held his nose. His glasses were broken and he was crying. What a ugly disappointment.

When I'm finished with him I turn and run to the bathroom to wash the blood off my hands. No ones in there so I take my time quietly humming to myself.

I come to class with my bathroom pass and the teacher doesn't even bother a glance over. I'm in the clear.

Now in about four hours the entire school was buzzing about my newest victim. Girls were smiling at me, and dumbasses were avoiding me. I saw Jake in the hall and I walked over to him. "Hey!"

"Rich, you didn't need to do that." Jake said in a low voice.

"What?"

"I know you beat up that kid for me, but you didn't need to. Really man, I'm fine with the rumors. You need to get anger management or something."

"Excuse me? I was trying to help you." I said angrily.

"Yah, good job with that. Now everyone's making a big deal out of that rumor that would have gone away in a day and Chloe's so mad at me I can't get her to talk to me. You've been real fucking helpful." Jake slammed his locker closed in my face. I stood there in shock as he walked away.

I thought fast. "Suck a dick Jake Dillinger!" I yelled down the hall. The buzz quickly stopped as Jake paused in the hall. He turned around slowly.

"Fuck you Rich Goranski." He spat with venom.

"So you just think you can tell everyone you screwed that hot Czechoslovakian when I was the one who did it! You kept whining about Chloe too much." I scuffed. From down the hall I heard Chloe gasp and eye Jake. I sniveled and pretended to be Jake, "OoooOooOOH NO Rich! I can't do it! I love Chlo too much! This hot babes nothin' compared to my girl!" I chuckled as Jake stared at me.

He glared at me and sighed. Chloe came up to him. "Babe, is that true?" She asked to him. He looked down at her then back at me.

"Yah...totally." Jake said not breaking eye contact with me. He gave me a middle finger, and I gave him one right back.

Jake didn't talk to me for the rest of the day, but I found a note in my backpack scribbled on some ripped notebook paper. 'I owe you One.' I smiled.

"I can't believe you risked your entire self image for this guy." The Squip told me as I was heading to my science class. "You are an idiot."

'Really, because now I'm getting double the interested eye contacts from girls. I think I hit the mother load.'

"Don't overextend yourself. You have an overly inflated ego as it is." My Squip said as I entered. I chuckled flatly and people gave me nervous glances.

"Move freshman." I said to the nerd who decided to take my preferred seat today. He scattered and I looked around lazily. Some girl called Anne was looking over at me. She didn't have much chest wise, but overall she looked better than Jenna Rolan. She winked when I saw her. She wished she could have me, but she might be in luck. I was in a pissed off mood.

"Hey Anne, want skip next period. I know a spot just you, me, and maybe something to help?" I winked at her and she smiled bashfully at me.

"O-oh okay." She giggled and turned to talk to her friend Jenna. Too easy, it was too easy. I looked around, the teacher was giving a lesson on something I tuned out. I wanted to take a nap but the Squip said it wasn't a good time to.

In the middle of class the office called and the teacher gasped. Of course, she had forgotten attendance. Figures.

"Aaron"

"Here"

"Douhmike"

"Here"

"Goranski"

"Here"

"Heere?"

"Present..."

I snickered and stopped listening. Heere, who names their kid Heere, that's got to be some kind of abuse. I hated roll calls, however, there were certain advantages to having your name be one the first called. I felt a little bad for the kid that's last name was "Vizzini" really.

Once the attendance was taken up we had to form groups. I got stuck with that Heere kid. He looked familiar...why did the name Jeremy ring a bell when the teacher called his name next to mine.

I received a harsh shock. "H-hey man, you okay?" He asked looking over to me. Great he had a stutter and his clothes look like he found them in the 1920s. In the trash can in the 1920s.

"Don't talk to me." I hissed and looked away from that kid. Who cares who he was. He was a loser, and that's all that I needed to know. I'd shove him into a locker later.

After class I left the scene with Anne attached to my arm. I sighed, if I wasn't in the mood before, I really wasn't now. The Squip said to always to be nice to girls, unless they were ugly. "Anne, sweetheart, I'm not feeling so good. I think I have a stomach bug. I'm sorry, raincheck?" She detached from my arm and backed away.

"Of course Rich! I hope you feel better!" She said and dashed to the bathroom to wash her hands probably.

I finished up the last classes of the day and walked home. It had a nice breeze to the day so I didn't mind walking. I felt so exhausted when I got home that I went right to sleep.