Alex

Josh

As soon as I got to school, a nice boy named Daniel Grace took me to my class. He had short blond hair, blue eyes, and a thick scar across his lower lip.

Along the way, he told me about school events, classrooms and the girls here.

When we got to class, he offered me various places where I could sit, but I chose a place next to one pretty blonde by the window.

Daniel looked at me like a fool and tried to talk me into sitting somewhere else, but I didn't notice him, I was looking at the beauty next to me, at the beautiful blonde with gray eyes.

She was so pretty and certainly terribly smart, because during the time I was looking at her reading a book. She didn't even look at me.

Daniel kept talking to me, but I didn't hear anything. All I saw was her and strands of her hair falling into her eyes and preventing her from reading. It was cute how she puts them behind her ear and they return to their original positions.

I was about to talk to her, a strong blow to my nose stopped me.

An intruder sat in my place, lightly tanned and with dark hair. I don't remember ever seeing him here, probably a newbie. I should probably explain to him how things are here.

I walked slowly to him and glared at him.

I stood by the newbie and growled, "This is my place.", but he just kept smiling stupidly and looking dreamily at Stephanie, the blonde sitting next to me, she is pretty smart, but I'll be honest I don't like her, I think her nose is up too much.

When I alerted the idiot once more and he answered without any response, I punched him in the nose.

Let's clarify something now.

I hate only three things:

1) When someone ignores me when I talk to him

2) When someone is sitting in MY place

3) Idiots

If you not fulfill these three things = I can bear you, sometimes I will swap the word with you, in other words you will survive.

If you break one thing = I frown at you, wondering which window you will fly through.

If you break more than one thing = pray because I'll introduce you to a hell named Alex Angelo.

And he was breaking all three.

"Ouch" I yelled and grabbed my nose. It hurt a lot. My nose was bleeding.

I hope it won't be broken.

Instead of apologizing to me for exaggerating, he threw me off my chair and sat down.

I was catching my bleeding nose on the floor, and the bastard was smiling haughtily.

He was a fairly thin and pale brunette with dark circles under his eyes and in black clothes from head to toe.

I don't understand that such a skinny emo can have such power!?!!

I started yelling at him all sorts of stuff, but he was just kidding me.

"That should be enough, tomorrow is also a day. And if you'll allow me, I have more important things to do now. " He turned his back on me and put his headphones to his ears.

And now he wants to ignore me? Well, wait, I'll give it to him. I'll show him what it means to start with me.

When I got up and stretched out to put one in his teeth, the teacher came to class and started screaming.

He looked quite like a nice guy in a brown suit with longer brown hair, with a few gray strands that showed he wasn't the youngest.

“What happened here? Who is responsible for this? " Teacher scolded us all.

I pointed to the emo boy as an innocent victim, but he in turn pointed impartially at me to "ease" it.

"Mr. Smith, you're only here for the first day and you already have a problem. And you, Mr. Angelo ..." he looked at the emo boy, but when he noticed that he had headphones in his ears and had his scolding somewhere, he just sighed.

"In short, you both go to the headquarters immediately. And you, Mr. Smith, will go to the infirmary first, accompanied by Mr. Angel. " He ordered and kicked us out of class.

Why do I have to come with me as my escort that emo boy? Why not the pretty blonde?