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It’s my final lesson of my first full day at Oceanside, and only second to group therapy is my worst bloody nightmare…
P.E.
Thelastthing I want to do on a scorching hot Tuesday afternoon is workout with a bunch of arseholes. I know how this shit goes down, getting physical in some team sport equals hidden jabs and punches. I don’t expect to leave this lesson without a few bruises. Then again, if anyone touches me, they’re gonna get it back bruise for bruise. Striding out onto the open field that sits just beyond the back of the main school building, I do what I always do when out of my comfort zone, I suck it up and fake it. Holding my head high and ignoring the jeers of the Hackers and the scathing looks from the majority off No Name crew, I make my way over to Pink and Kate. Pink is wearing a bright orange shorts and vest combo, showing off her long legs and fit body. She’s talking animatedly to Kate who’s dressed head to toe in black. By the look on her face, Kate dislikes P.E as much as I do. Black joggers and a long, baggy t-shirt aren’t really doing anything for her figure, but like me, I don’t think she wants to draw attention to herself. I’ve also got on a pair of jogging pants but have teamed them with a tank top, my shoulder length hair pulled back in a rough ponytail. I’m not here to impress anyone, I’m here to get this shit over and done with.
“Well, lookie here, if it ain’t the spawn of Hackney’s most famous whore,” Monk sneers as I walk past him. I stop dead in my tracks. My mum might’ve been a junky, but she was no whore.
Motherfucker.
“I heard she coughed you out then straight up fucked a man for her next dose of smack.”
“What did you just say?” I seethe, taking the bait and swallowing it whole. Monk is fishing, and he’s reeled me in good and proper.
“You heard,” he snorts, folding his arms across his chest.
Monk’s surrounded by his crew and they’re all looking at me with a violent kind of hunger. Well, maybe not all. One girl looks just plain scared, though she’s trying to hide it. He meets my gaze with a mocking smile, looking me up and down.
“What? Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” he continues, stepping forward and getting into my personal space. He’s a big guy, tall with wide shoulders. According to Kate, he’s a year three student. We had quite an interesting chat in our Maths class earlier today, spending most of our time discussing the other residents of Oceanside rather than completing the mental arithmetic test we were given. Ms Collins deducted twenty credits from both of us for failing to complete the test. Fuck her anyway. I hate maths.
“Ain’t got nothing to say?” he sneers.
By now the whole group has gathered around watching us both. Monk’s crew is standing in a semi-circle behind him, whilst the others from No Name crew gather behind me, effectively blocking us off from anyone who might be looking our way. Mr Langdon, our P.E. teacher, is far away on the other side of the field with his back to us, talking to a couple of students that I can’t quite make out. Now that the gap has closed and we’re surrounded, I can’t see them at all. Not that it matters really, I’m not about to wimp out and go running to the teacher for help anyway.
Squaring my shoulders, I stand my ground. If I’m quick I might be able to get a punch in first, but if he hits me, I’ve no doubt it’s going to hurt.A lot.It doesn’t matter though. This isn’t about winning, this is about making a point. I won’t take shit lying down. No way.
“Oh, I’ve got plenty to say, but I’m not sure you’d understand. Ever heard the sayingthick as shit?” I retort, gritting my teeth and readying myself to fight. Monk barks out a laugh, but despite his bravado I can see that I’ve hit a nerve. He growls, stepping closer.
“Asia, this isn’t a good idea,” Pink says, suddenly beside me. She rests her hand lightly on my arm.
“I can handle it,” I bite back, not taking my eyes off Monk. I can see the bloodlust in his eyes and know instantly that he’s the type of guy without any kind of morals. Hitting a woman isn’t something he’d think twice about. I glance at one of the girls in his crew; she looks at me aghast and I know instinctively that she’s been beneath his fist more than once. Men like him make me sick and knowing that Eastern is part of this crew makes me feel even sicker.
“You canhandlethis? You’re delusional. I’d snap you in two and throw your bones to the crowd,” Monk says, mocking me. Behind him, his crew make barking and howling noises like a pack of wolves, and now I understand the reference Bram made yesterday. Still, I’m not afraid. Take out the pack leader and the rest will jump on each other, right?
“Tell me, Monk, is your cock so small that the only time you feel like a man is when you square up to a woman? Having a tiny dick must be hard for a toughmuttlike you, hmm?” I retort, my gaze flashing to the girl who looked horrified a second ago. I can see her smirk briefly before she hides her mirth with a blank look.
He barks out a laugh, cupping his dick and circling his hips. “Why don’t you get over here and see for yourself… fucking abitchlike you could be fun so long as I don’t have to look at your face.” Then he leans forwards and sniffs, grimacing. “On second thought, I don’t dip my cock in pussy that stinks like fish!” The rest of the boys behind him start laughing and wafting their hands in front of their noses.
Arseholes.
Stepping forward, my rage simmering like a kettle about to boil over, I poke him in the chest. This time Kate grabs my arm, pulling it down. “Don’t!” she begs.
But I can’t back down now, I’d look weak. It’ll be worse for me if I do. Besides, this dipshit deserves a good punch. It’s not as if anyone from the No Name crew are going to help, otherwise they would’ve done so by now. In my opinion, not stepping in to prevent a fight is just as bad as starting it. They’re just as dickish as this arsehole and his pack ofwolves. I briefly wonder whether Camden knows half of what’s going on at Oceanside. He might be an arsehole too, but this doesn’t seem his style. Then again, he’s got my best friend into trouble with the law, so maybe this is exactly what he’s capable of.
“Where’s your backup now?” Monk taunts me, his sharpened gaze looking between Pink and Kate, dismissing them with a snarl.
“I don’t need any backup,prick.”
Ford and his crew can go to hell… And Sonny? So much for his knight in shining armour act yesterday. I’ve no idea if either are watching this because I have my back to a lot of people. And, frankly, I don’t expect orwanttheir help, but if they’re here and they’re watching to see how this plays out, then they’re on my shit list good and proper. At least Pink and Kate are standing by my side.
“You’re nothing but a mouthy piece of arse,” Monk jeers.
“Say that again,” I bite out, my fingers curling into my palms.
He grins now, his lips curling back over his teeth. “Camden was right, youarefeisty. It would turn me the fuck on if you didn’t stink so bad.”
“He put you up to this?!”Fucking prick.
