Eye for an Eye, Tooth for a Tooth.:chapter 1:The Time of Death.

Chapter 1: The Time of Death.

January 13 2005. I woke up ready, ready to win, win dominance, to win respect, to dish back every accusation and every insult and every thing they did to humiliate me. I had been training for this all week and was ready to fight. I went to school thinking about what was going to happen. I thought about what was soon going to happen all day long. I was going to fight. I was going to fight to the finish with 7 people who had all been going around accusing me of being on steroids for 6 months and they had people believing it. They made me lose all my friends. They made me lose my first real girl friend that I actually cared about. They reund everything I had wanted that year. Just good friends, a good reputation that was it, but for no reason they convinced everybody that I was on steroids and harassed me about it day by day for no reason at all. Just because I was tall, muscular and had a strong temper. And because of those 7 people everyone else in the school thought it to. People would look at me and be freaked out. they would give me these looks I couldn’t even describe and couldn’t bare the thought of me even asking them simple questions like “what time is it?” or “what’s your name” anything I said to them would make them go running and every time I would walk threw hallways people would pass by me and say stuff like “ hey steroids!” “how’s it going steroids?”, “taken some steroids lately?” and I would just keep walking and try to ignore it. But after the 4rth month I just couldn’t take it anymore. My temper was raging, I was having the worst day of my life and I just exploded and finally decked one of them and again and again and again until he was on the ground and the I got on him and started hitting his face, soon he was crying his glasses were broken into his eyes, there was blood streaming out his nose and I got up and told to never say it again. Then about every other day for about 2 months I would lash out and fight one of them. I won every fight. Until one day they all decided to gang up on me, all 7 of them that I had beaten and they were going to gang beat me but I rode away as fast as I could before they got the chance. And now here I am waiting in school, the bells going to ring in 5 minutes. My brother is outside waiting with 6 of our strongest friends. All 7 of my enemies, Mac , trip, parker, Preston , dirk , Ryan , and Tyler are all waiting to. Were going to have a gang fight. And it’s going to get bloody. At this time my heart is beating about a thousand miles per hour. All day long my teachers were talking, I didn’t hear 1 word. All I can think about is how bad I want to hurt them. How much I love to watch them lay there and cry in misery. How much I hate each and every one of them so much. How they took everything from me, well as so I thought.

Bzzzzz!! The bell had rung. It was time. I was breathing hard; sweat was already dripping down my face. I went straight to my locker, got my stuff and left as soon as I could and met my brother and our friends. We all walked to the corner of 1rst and scenic. It was a cloudy, cold and windy January day. We were all extremely determined to win. So determined that we could probably never live with ourselves again if we lost. We all had a cold, solid look in our eyes and we were all about to unleash like blood hungry dogs.

As soon we could se them in the distance walking towards us. We got ready and once they were about 50 feet away we all ran towards each other and it was on. I immediately grabbed Tyler and started beating his face as hard as I possibly could, soon dirk started choking me while Tyler started hitting me back then nick jumped in and started hitting him. At this point it had become an all out brawl. After about 5 minutes the fight started to break up, 6 people had given up and 3 were knocked out I knew I had to keep going, I approached Trip and all of a sudden Ryan grabbed my hair from behind and tried pulling me down to the ground with it. I reached back and grabbed him by the neck and flipped him over and stomped on his face while he was down, then with my left foot on his throat so he couldn’t move, I stomped his right fist into the asphalt as hard as I possible could lashing out in anger, I heard a loud crack and had broken his fingers, he was soon crying historically. Then my brother nick yells “dude we need to get the fuck out of here!! Come on rylan!, keep up mother fucker!”. parker’s parents showed up and were calling the cops so I quickly got on my bike a rode off.

I got home, pissed, I knew it wasn’t over. we didn’t finish the fight and I knew that this would only have made things worse. Me and my brother nick sat in his room that night and talked about it. And by the end of the night I had pretty much come to the conclusion that we won the fight.

I sat in my room that night, having flashbacks of the fight. Every punch that was thrown, every time I got hit, all the yells screams, everything. It all replayed in my head over and over as I sat alone in the dark, lingering in my rocking chair with the music on quietly. I will never forget that oh so satisfying look in Ryan’s eyes when I broke his knuckles. The sound of his cry was music to my ears. And more than anything else, that sight replayed in front of me over, and over and over again.

The next day I went to school expecting respect and everything to be over, little did I know that I was about to have the very last day of middle school I will ever have.

When I got to school I was immediately called to the deans office. When I got there the cops were in there. He said “sit down, now!” I sat down confused as to how he found out about the fight, then assumed that parker and Preston’s parents had also called and told the school. He then said “so why is it that you and your brother and all your buddy’s find it necessary to beat the living hell out of our schools athletes? Our fine straight a students and jocks that everybody likes except for you?. What bothers you so much about the fact that they are good kids and your not? Are you jealous of them? Does the fact that there athletic offend you?” I sat there silently, and very confused, I said “well um.. This had nothing to do with the fact that there athletic and popular and get good grades..” he replied saying “ok then tell me why is then?, parkers mom, and parker, preston, mac, ryan. Dirk and trip all claimed that the fight was over there stereo type and that they were not willing to fight and that you guys ran up and assaulted them” I was shocked, speechless, I could not believe my ears. I said “ oh my gosh, no no hold on here” but before I got to finish he interrupted saying “hold on what? There’s nothing to say, you guys clearly assaulted them and that’s all there is to it, your so lucky I don’t have you behind bars for this!” then the cop added in “ you guys could all be charged with Fellini assault that would be on your record the rest of your life!” said Mr. brown (the cop), I then replied desperately saying “im telling you, you got this all wrong!, they wanted to fight us, they have been harassing me, accusing me of being on steroids, going around telling people that I am when they don’t even have a fucking clue for the last 6 months damnit! And then they wanted to fight me!! I defended myself, yesterday they all ganged up in me, I went and got my brother and his friends today so that if they did it again I could defend myself damnit!” I just couldn’t take the stress of it anymore and with as tired as I was I couldn’t help but a let a tear out of my eye, although I was not crying, I held myself together. It was silent for a few moment, the dean looked and the cop with a confused look on his face, then looked back at me and said “ why didn’t you come get me then? I could have them in bars, why didn’t you just tell me during those 6 months, huh? You don’t have an answer for that now do you? Do you? No you don’t because your lying, my schools finest would never do that.” I was speechless, I could not believe what I had just heard I gasped and did not know at all what to say I just sat there and choked and mumbled “wha wha, what?” he then said back “that’s right, nothing to say, well anyway I will get to the point now, look you are a straight f student, you have had 18 referrals this year and 7 of them were for assault! You have caused nothing but trouble this year and are lying to me about my finest students straight to my face, I feel very offended by this and im afraid I do not know what to do with you. I am going to havto expel you from scenic middle school.”