"You don't mess with me and get away with it," I whispered to him in a cold tone. He pushed himself away from me and walked to his seat. A guy next to him, from his football team, nudged him, obviously questioning about the event that had just occurred.

"Girl, what the hell did he do to you? I know you, you don't get angry for no reason." Emily nudged me, whispering in a lower voice than her usual.

"He called me a bully just because I bumped into his brother, by accident, he fell to the ground and Aaron misunderstood," I told her, not looking into her eyes.

"Oh, what you going to do about him then?" She asked me, balancing her pencil under her nose and over the top of her lip.

"I'll show him what a bully is." I clenched my fist over the table, my head low and my eyes locked forward at nothing but a blank screen that created an image of Aaron.

"Oooh, Jade Leah Smith, the newest bully in North secondary school," She clapped her hands together and gazed into the air with passion, "I can imagine it as the front cover of the school's newspaper."

"You're exaggerating, also, I'm not gonna be a bully bully, I'm just going to be horrible to him."

"Doesn't that count as bullying, though?" She tilted her head.

"It's not like it's going to kill him," I shrugged, "He's a man and men are supposed to be strong."

"Jade! Emily! Stop talking and face the front!" Our teacher shouted from the front. We grunted at her, but, didn't argue back. I knew Emily wanted to say something back to me, but she kept her mouth closed.

At least the girl knows when to shut up. Meh, I can't chat.

Near the end of the lesson, I kept my eye on the clock, waiting for lunch to hurry up and come.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

I impatiently tapped my pencil on my desk with every time the clock made a sound.

Tick tap. Tock tap. Tick tap. Tock tap.

Ms.Lewis was going on and on about the homework that she didn't even realize that the lesson had gone over time. I groaned and dropped my head back so that I was staring at the ceiling, which was white. Most ceilings are, actually. I felt someone poking me with a pen so I looked down and quizzed Emily.

"His back looks so tense, what did you whisper to him?" She asked me.

"I just said to him 'You don't mess with me and get away with it,' It's not a big deal so I don't see why that would scare him so much."

"How'd you say it? In the super creepy voice, you use when you say a horror story or how you normally talk?"

I didn't answer her because all I heard was the beautiful sound of people packing away signifying that it was finally time for us to get to lunch. I gathered my things and then left the class with Emily dropping the subject because her mind had wandered off to something new that caught her attention.

On the way to the cafeteria, Aaron was walking slowly ahead so I had sped up and collided into him. He dropped his books and papers from the impact. He glared at me, but, I looked at him apologetically. It's fun to see him get angry.

"Sorry, didn't see you there, I'll help you," I offered, picking up a paper. He snatched it away from me, along with the rest of his books.

"I don't need your help, Smith," He snarled, walking away in the opposite direction.

"Fine! Be like that you rude jerk!" I shouted after him, he ignored me and carried on walking away.

Even though I had purposely bumped into him, the people that had witnessed that saw a different story. They were now muttering about him.

"Wow, he's rough."

"She was just trying to help him."

"You bumped into him on purpose, didn't you?" Emily came up behind me and whispered.

"Yup, don't expect me to tell them the truth, though, I don't want them turning against me,"

"I wouldn't want that either, but like, don't you feel bad for Aaron?"

"He has friends, it's no big deal," I shrugged. His voice popped back into my head, calling me a bully and every time it repeated itself, I found myself becoming more infuriated with him.

I arrived at lunch and went to in my usual place with Jack. It's near the back of the canteen with the benches and tables, it's a nice place that keeps us away from all the main attention. I placed my bag on the table and pulled out my lunch, a chicken sandwich, the usual.

"How was economics?" Jack asked me as he dug his fork into his tuna pasta.

"Ugh, don't even get me started, that lady kept going on and on about nonsense," I circled my eyeballs at the memory.

"No, I'm talking about Aaron, did he say anything to you?" Jack leaned closer, so he could whisper to me.

"Oh, him," I snorted as I thought of the boy whose chocolate eyes, welled with determination, pissed me off, "He had the guts to come up to me again and call me a bully. That disgusting noun that I definitely am not."

"Did you punch him? Please tell me you punched him," Jack gazed at me pleadingly.

"Of course not Jack, If I punch him then I'd have proved his point," I bit into my sandwich, savoring every last bit of the chicken.

"I would've still punched him," Jack shrugged, placing his fork down to show he was done. He leaned back then stretched, landing his arm around my shoulder.

"Tell me more, Green," He urged me, wanting to know more, so, I told him about what happened in the hall and he laughed at the thought of imagining Aaron being rude to a lady.

"That guy's always nice to the cheerleaders," Jack gave a look of disgust, "It's really annoying, they all say we should be like him, Imagine that, 21 Aarons."

"That reminds me, where is he?" I asked looking around the canteen, looking for the football captain whose Earth eyes managed to anger me every time I saw them.

"There," Jack smirked, pointing to a boy in shorts and the school's P.E top making his way through the crowd of people with his tray full of food. He probably had some football training later or something. He looked up and his eyes made contact with mine. They were the same brown eyes that sent sparks down my spine and to my stomach and caused my mind to rage with violent words. This time, however, they looked different. He didn't have that glint of determination, nor the eyes that told me he wasn't scared.

They looked...

Terrified.

Was it because Jack was with me? Is he scared of Jack?

"Watch this," Jack picked up his juice carton and aimed before chucking it over to hit Aaron on the head, "Oi! I heard you were being mean to my bestie in the halls!"

Straight away people stared at Aaron and Jack, they were all silent, waiting for the next person to attack. They had no idea what to say, I couldn't blame them, I'm speechless myself. I stared at Jack who was smirking at a frozen Aaron, Jack picked up an apple and rose his arm then, aimed at Aaron, but didn't shoot yet.

"Oh my god Jack, what are you doing?" I held Jack's arm back before he started a food fight, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aaron stand still with his head low.

Why isn't he running away?

Why didn't he fight back?

"I get it," Jack grinned, "You want to chuck this."

"No, I-"

"Yes, take this and get a bullseye. He called you a bully, remember?" Jack reminded me. I gulped, then took the apple from him and closed my eyes. Jack was right, Aaron called me a bully. He angered me.

"Do it, Jade, it's the only way to get rid of your anger."

I held my breath and without looking, I aimed. I pulled my arm back.

"Think of the look on his face when you hit him. It's revenge."

I threw it forward and after what seemed like ages, I heard a thud and then Jack cheer. I opened my eyes and many people looked shocked. Was it because of my actions? What have I done? I looked over at Jack, panic rushing over me, he just grinned.

"FOOD FIGHT!" Jack shouted as he grabbed my grapes and began throwing them randomly. People shrugged and also started throwing food everywhere. The teacher's arrived late, because somehow, in this school they're always missing when all the important events happen. I stare at the empty place that Aaron had taken up then, I look back down at my hands.

I...

felt...

I felt...

Refreshed.

I felt better.

I know I promised this chapter to be longer but... I just thought that ending the chapter this way would be way better. I've read books on people getting bullied, I've read what the bullies do, but I can never tell what goes through their mind. It's going to be hard to express the feelings properly so I hope that the lack of feelings don't put you off. {Damn, this is going to be hard}

Anyways,

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