A crowd started forming around us as we waited for Sam's arrival, it took her about a minute to come. She pushed through the crows as she stepped in front of me. Her voice was low and a bit scary actually. “Step away now”

Even though they wanted her and not me, I couldn’t help but grab her hand for comfort and whisper “Thank god” knowing I would always be safe with my sister in front of me.

“You were right Yaz, we picked the right little one to threaten and the one we want appears, like magic” she whispered the last two words, but I stopped listening when I saw Cole, Charlie, Jackson, Lucas, Brandon, and Nathan appear all together which was a change. Charlie gave me a worried look but I just smiled. My gaze flicked to Jackson who look just like Lucas, angry.

I gave Jackson a pointed look and shook my head telling him not to do anything. I nodded towards Sam's back hoping he would understand that she could handle this and she would not like it if he got involved. I must have got the message across because he flared his nose and crossed his arms over his chest, pouting. Yes, actually pouting. He remained where he was glancing between Lucas, who had an 'I told you so’ look, a pissed off Sam, and me, who well was just standing here.

I was brought back to the fight when Sam lunged forward, pulling out of my grip, and punching Laura right in the nose. She fell to the floor with blood pouring out of both nostrils, meaning it was now broken. “Not so tough now huh?” asked Sam it wasn’t sarcastic it was a genuine question.

I was about to warn her that Yaz went to lunge at her from the side but she didn’t need it she must have seen it from the corner of her eye. Her fist shot out to the side, right into Yaz’s eye, then her foot came up in a kick connecting with Yaz's stomach. She flew a good 10 feet down the corridor and hit the lockers at the end, sliding down the metal, knocked out.

Sam spun back to Gabriela daring her to try something again, and she must be idiot because she jumped forward, having gotten to her feet already. Blood stained her shirt, nose and mouth, it was gross. I saw Sam sigh and shake her head, before grabbing her face and pulling it into her bare knee, smashing her nose once again. Sam pushed her back, the girl stumbled but stayed upright, well until Sam's foot shot out in a side kick to her head almost flipping her before she to, slumped to the floor unconscious.

Sam was breathing hard, and was shaking, I stepped forward, but Sam turned to me, obviously seeing me move, but she looked ready to attack. I stopped moving, giving her a second as she realized it was me and relaxed. I went to put my hand on her arm, but she shook her head stepping away “Don’t touch me” she sounded angry. I looked at her and realized she was angry at herself for hurting three people, and at me for getting us in this mess. She was angry at the girls on the floor for starting this. She was just angry.

I saw someone else step forward making Sam spin around, again ready for the fight, which didn’t come because, it was Mr. Hall the head teacher, “Crap!” breathed Sam.

The Headmaster looked round at the three girls, all in a position of pain, if this wasn’t so serious I would be laughing. “Samantha Prince, My office now!” he barked.

Sam just shrugged and said “Sam Prince, Sam, not Samantha” The Headmaster rolled his eyes and pointed down the corridor to where his office is, Sam waved at me and started down the corridor and shouted back over her shoulder “Don’t get in any more fights while I’m gone, I need to give my knuckled a break” I looked down to where her hands were, to she her knuckles looked raw. I knew that was not just from this fight. She must have went to find a bag to beat this morning after her yelling at me.

The Headmaster flowed her down the hall and said “Get the nurse” as he shut the door of his office.

The crowd dissolved and Cole went to get the nurse. “What was that about?” asked Lucas. I shrugged, because I honestly didn’t know what that was about. I was too busy watching him and Jackson to listen to the girls bickering.

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