12 | Protective

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(Dandelion by Ruth B.)

❤︎ A Z O R A R U S S O

(6 February 2021)

Why do Mondays have to exits?

Like- why can't they just disappear?

No one likes Mondays anyways, at least normal people like moi.

On top of that today my first period is FUCKING MATHS-

Maths is my enemy.

Actually-

I was amazing at maths until maths decided to combine with English.

Entering the kitchen I see Liv walking around and rambling on the phone with someone.

Minding my business I look for some quick breakfast and end up deciding on some corn flakes.

Too many calories-

I glance at my Apple Watch realizing I'm already late so I quickly eat a few spoons of cereal and practically bolt out the door while Livia is still talking while following me.

As we both speed-walk to Maths class I realize that everyone is gathered around in a circle around what seems like two people fighting.

Me being my nosy ass. Liv and I share a look before trying to get notice of what's going on.

Shoving through students who are more nosier than me I finally get close enough to see who's fighting who.

To my not-so utter surprise I see Max trying to punch the other guy who probably was minding his business and his ass got pissed for absolutely no reason.

The other guys grabs the collar of Max's shirt, pushing his aggressively to a wall before punching the hell of of his face before bringing his knee up to knee-kick his stomach.

I wince at the action.

My attention goes to the tattoos of the other guy. They seem so similar to Ares's.

Maybe it is him dumbass.

How?

Maxy is a bitch so....
Probably pissed Tesoro off.

"WHAT ARE YOU GUYS FUCKING LOOKING AT? GO TO YOUR CLASSES" I hear Payton's voice yell scaring the crowd away.

Oh man,
FUCKING HELL

"Ares, man he's not worth your time" Payton sighs as he walks over to Ares still holding Maxy Bitch up against the wall.

"Next time maybe don't fucking go near my sister" Ares grits out.
"She's a bitch anyways-" He doesn't even get to finish before Ares's fist makes contact with his already fucked up nose.

I place my hands on Ares's shoulders slightly pulling him away to I can officially murder this son of a bitc-

-No his mom is very nice.

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