Chapter 1: Alex

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The punch came quicker than a kid on Christmas morning to the presents under the tree. It stunned Alex for a moment and sent him falling to the floor. Then, Alex saw the horrid man. Bryan, from his science class. The next punch sailed into his stomach, leaving Alex (once again) paralyzed. The punches didn't stop. But Alex finally found the strength in his body to swipe his leg across Bryan's feet.

Bryan fell to the floor and Alex stood up, reversing the fight. Alex then began punching Bryan non-stop in the gut. Bryan was looking like a wimp now, like he wasn't the man who had punched Alex anymore. Then, Alex stopped. More like, the teachers MADE Alex stop.

They two kids were both seated in the office and Bryan starred grimly at the principal, then Alex.

"Look. I know that this school is known for fights and all, but this one, I see as revenge. Bryan Sanders, You shall serve an in-school-suspension. As for you Alex, a detention. Meet me here after school." Principal Chadly said.

The two kids walked out of the office- bruised and angry. Alex decided that another fight would result in more bruises.

Alex was a senior at Springfield High. He had short black hair, was 5-9, and had a basic line of girls waiting for a chance to meet him. He was getting ready for college. He just saw himself as a great fighter. Like a character in an action movie.

"Like, my god! What happened to you babe?" A voice said from behind.

Angela.

"Well, tell me sweet pea!" She screamed once more.

"Angela. I'm not your boyfriend. Nor will I EVER be!" Alex screamed.

Angela was the most annoying girl in school. She loved Alex, but he hated her. Almost as much as vegetables.

"I know we all don't make good decisions. So make a good one and kiss me". She put her lips together and leaned forward.

"You can kiss me when I'm dead." Alex said as he walked away.

"Don't fight it my love!! You'll kiss me eventually!" Angela said.

Alex walked into class as the bell rang.

"Your late Mr. Johnson." Mr. Smith, his math teacher, said. "Again."

"Sorry if I got beat up in the halls." Alex replied.

"Talk back to me again mister and you'll be excluded from Fun Friday!!" Mr. Smith said.

Fun Friday was just a day where you can do whatever you want. Sadly, everything must be school appropriate. Alex took a seat and awaited the five-minute instruction about what you can do during Fun Friday.

"You may not yell, scream, or offend anybody. You may not do any inappropriate things. You may not hurt anyone. You may not play inappropriate games..."

Five minutes later, he finished and Alex glided over to his best friend, Luke.

Luke was a great friend to Alex. They were very popular and had great sports skills. Both played football and both had lines of people trying to be their friends.

"Hey. Let's play some poker. And lets bet on M&M's i got in my lunch." Luke suggested.

"Sure." Alex responded.

They began playing poker and Luke started out well with a full house. But Alex came back the next round with four queens against three aces.

Everything was peaceful and fun.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang through the air.

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