When Summer Ends

Summer Fight

Willow:
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I grab her jaw and try to hold it still as she's moving around like a damn worm, I raise my fist again and punch her repeatedly.

"Get off of me, you insipid slut!" Shouted the brunette girl that was beneath me.

Her insult didn't bother me, but the only thing that did was the fact that she wasn't bleeding. Why wasn't she bleeding?

I let out a small growl as the people around me continued yelling and recording. I couldn't care less about that right now, all I want is for this bitch to bleed, it would be better if it's now and not later.

"Willow!"

Fuck.

I tried to ignore the teacher calling my name and deepened my punches.

"Get off of her now, Willow!"

I let out a grunt when one of the male teachers pulled me off of the girl that I didn't even know what her name was and dragged me away.

Not before I kicked her a few times though.

Everyone was gathered around us in a circle- recording, of course- a few other teachers made their way in and hurried to help the brunette who was on the floor, her face was... pretty bloody.

"You're a beast!" The girl said as one of the teachers helped her stand up.

"Eat me, bitch." I spit on her perfectly tied shoes.

"Summers!" My eyes quickly shift to the voice shouting my last name and I nearly shit myself when I realized the principal is out for me again.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath.

The teacher that was holding me back from going back and punching the living light out of whoever this girl was, loosened her grip on me a bit and allowed me to start taking a few steps back.

The principal made her way towards me and I could just tell by the look on her face that she was done with me this time.

I wouldn't blame her, this is the second fight I get on this week. I got into a fight after being suspended for getting into another one. Here I am, once again. Most surely getting suspended.

Again.

"Summers," She gave me a serious look. "In my office, now." She walked away, the sound of her heels hitting the hard cement ground.

I stare ahead, watching her enter the school as some students make their way in too. I narrowed my eyes behind the girl's back, the ones that were recording the entire fucking fight.

I hate this school.

I spit out the sour taste in my mouth and run my thumb over my lips, wiping away some of the blood that was drawn from that bitch when she was trying to defend herself.

I heard the teacher sigh and he walked in front of me. "Come on, Willow."He started to walk towards the main entrance, no doubt walking me to the principal's office.

But for some reason, I didn't move one bit.

My mind drifted from what I was living. I wasn't at school and I hadn't gotten into a fight. Everything was perfect like it always was.

I look beside me- a classroom glass- I see my reflection as the sun hits the window hard.

My blonde hair was messy but it was nothing compared to the brunette one. The school skirt was above my knees- stopping mid-thigh- and the white polo shirt was untucked, a few blood stains splattered on it.