Sweet Nothing - Chaelisa

9. I Didn't Mean To Hit You That Hard... Oh Wait

Rosé had no chance in hell of avoiding Austin's surprise attack. One second she was in the hottest kiss of her life and the next a fist was flying towards her face and colliding with her jaw, sending her tumbling to the ground.

"ROSIE!" Lisa yelled in shock.

The blonde spit out a decent amount of blood before looking through her curtain of brown hair at Austin's angry form. She should have known it was him. This was going to be fun.

Rosé grinned, even if her cheek was throbbing painfully, "So I take it you read my note?" She asked. Austin scowled and threw the note along with some tampons at her place on the ground. Then Austin kicked her in the stomach- hard, Rosé screamed out in pain. The crowd that had formed around them gasped.

"Stay the fuck away from my girl," he sneered. Rosé Park was not one to just lie and take a beating, no matter how much pain she was in. Gritting her teeth she moved with surprising agility, slamming her body into Austin's midsection with a tackle any of the linebackers on the football team would be envious of. Straddling him quickly she returned the favor and delivered a swift right hook to his jaw then another to his left.

"She's not your girl," Rosé growled. By now the crowd was chanting, as most high schoolers do when there is a fight going on. Lisa wanted to stop what was happening but she was stunned speechless. Austin used his strength and tried rolling Rosé over but the blonde was more experienced at street fighting and used his momentum to roll on top of him again. Austin might have been stronger and bigger but Rosé was more skilled and quick, they were pretty evenly matched.

"STOP IT GUYS!" Lisa finally screamed angrily. She was ignored though as they continued to wrestle on the ground. They both got a few jabs in as they rolled, trying to get the upper hand.

"Lisa!" Jennie's voice broke through the Thai girl's hard stare. Lisa hadn't even noticed she was there. Austin and Rosé were at their feet now, Austin sending hard lumbering punches at the blonde whereas she relied on placement and precision.

"Do something!" Jennie said desperately. Lisa looked at her before tempting a step forward, ready to go on their asses.

Then Austin swung wide, which Rosé was quick to dodge. Unfortunately his fist was now headed straight for Lisa's face. Closing her eyes the small blonde anticipated the pain of an 18-year-old quarterbacks punch onto her fragile form, holding her breath.

But it never came.

Jennie pulled her back just in time and Lisa- and everyone else- watched the color drain from Austin's face.

"Lisa I'm so sorr-" he didn't get a chance to finish the apology because Rosé had punched him square in the gut.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" she threatened before driving her knee into his crotch and sending her elbow flying into his nose. He stumbled back, trying to distance himself from the blonde so he could recover a little before straight up ramming into her. As he lunged though something caught him.

A loud whistle pierced the air causing everyone to cover their ears.

"Alright break it up bottom-feeders!" Coach Yang yelled grabbing a hold of Rosé," Eyebrows, if you keep thrashing I will be forced to inject you with the 100cc's of anesthetic I have on my person at all times."

"Anyone who is here in the next two seconds will spend the next two months hand-washing jock straps!" Coach Hwang said from where he was restraining Austin with ease.

Immediately the crowd dissipated. Lisa looked back at Rosé and Austin's retreating figures.

However, amongst all the commotion nobody noticed when a pale skinned brunette pick up a seemingly meaningless piece of paper.