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Blinded in Chains

If Looks Could Kill

We walked hand-in-hand into school, earning plenty of death-glares aimed towards me from Brittany and her group of sluts. Nancy Richards, Katrina Roberts, Vicky Cross and her just as ugly and fake twin sister Clara Cox, Brittany came up to us. Brian’s grip around my fingers tightened, I looked up at him to see him tensed up, his jaw was clenched and his free hand was in a fist.

“Hey, Bri-Bri.” She said in her high-pitched voice. From behind her and her groupies I saw Michelle, Val and Gena standing there, fists clenched. Gena Paulhus is Michelle and Val’s best friend also one of Johnny’s best friends, she did have a crush on me though but that soon passed once she learned that I was gay and in love with Bri, she also happens to be dating Matt Berry.

“Hi, Brittany what do you want?” he asked in a strained voice, still trying to keep a civil tone. I heard Nancy, Clara, Katrina and Vicky giggle; I rolled my eyes and leant my head on Bri’s chest. His hand let go of mine to wrap around my shoulder.

“Just seeing if you have considered my offer.” She stated, wiggling her eyebrows. The slut’s laughter got gigglier.

“Just fuck off and leave me alone, I do NOT want to have sex with you, EVER.” Brian told her.

“No, I don’t want to leave you alone and get your hands off that ugly ass, emo faggot…” Brittany screeched. Not long after that Michelle, Val and Gena stormed up and stood in front of us. They were furious, I smirked a little.

“Don’t you ever call Zack ugly, emo or a faggot again!” Gena screamed at her, Michelle was livid. Val was pissed, it seriously was a fuckin’ hilarious situation to be in.

“Who’s gonna make her? Certainly not your orange ass, slut.” Clara said, Gena had pretty much the same reason to hate Clara as Michelle does with Brittany. Just because G likes to have a fake tan doesn’t make her in the least bit orange.

“Exactly, I can call the cunt anything I want. Oh look, I just did.” Brittany quipped. And that’s all it took for Michelle to break, she stormed up to Brittany and punched her square in the jaw, knocking the fat slut on her ass; then she stalked off making her way over to Jimmy but she was pulled back by her hair. And that’s the moment when Jimmy came over and grabbed Michelle before she could do any serious damage.

“JAMES OWEN SULLIVAN, let me go!! Fucking hell, she needs to have her ass whooped!” Michelle yelled, calling out various profanities in Italian.

“Yeah you tall freak, let the foreign cunt go, let’s see how much damage she can cause.” Brittany laughed, seriously doubted Michelle’s capability.

“You sure about that, slut?” Johnny asked, Brittany nodded, placing her hips.

“Well, if you insist. Ain’t my fault if you end up hospitalized? Brian, Zack and Johnny hold the other three back so it’s fair.” Jimmy said as he let Chelle go who literally tackled her to the ground, straddling her waist as she began to punch her face. Jason, Matt and Matt B came over; Jason looked so proud, I rolled my eyes and kept holding Clara. Jason let out a whistle and stood next to Brian who was holding Vicky.

“What did the slut do this time?” Jason asked, tearing his eyes away from his girlfriend.

“Well she called Zack a bunch of names.” Brian said, looking over at me.

“She deserves everything that she’s getting.” Johnny said. Jimmy nodded and picked up Michelle as Brittany was knocked out, handing her over to Jason.

We all sat at the tree for lunch, Gena was cuddled up to Matt as was Michelle with Jason.

“Is my tan really that bad?” Gena asked us all, looking down at her skin.

“No, don’t listen to all.” We all said at the same time, I rolled my way over to her, sitting in front of her frowning.

“Gena Kathleen Paulhus, listen to me when I say you’re no-where near orange. Okay, do not listen to her she’s just jealous. I love you, kiddo.” I said, hugging her; pulling away I kissed her cheek. She nodded, pulling me in for another hug.

“Hey now, G. Just ‘because you’re all hurting and shit doesn’t mean that you can steal my man.” Brian joked; she giggled and flipped him off.

“Hmm, I may try to know since you mentioned it. The idea sounds oh-so-very tempting.” She winked, licking her lips.

“Woah there, babe, what about me?” Matt asked her, pouting… Brian mock glared at her. She turned around and kissed Matt.

“I’m joking, babe chill. I wouldn’t do that to your sexy ass though.”

*** ~~~ ***
We didn’t see Clara or Brittany for the next week. Michelle ended up breaking her nose and jaw. If I was in the least bit attracted to girls I’d fuck her then and now, literally Jimmy’s been lucky to have the woman as his best friend.

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1/12/15