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"Fucking hell!" I shouted as he slammed me against the wall repeatedly. Shoving him back, I swung at his face, catching him right in the jaw. He clutched his sore jaw, swearing.

"You're going to fucking regret that bitch!" he yelled at me, stomping up to my face. I stood my ground, I'm not afraid of this sick motherfucker; I had dealt with worse.

"You don't fucking scare me!" I yelled into his face, earning me a slap across the cheek. My face whipped to the side by the force, but I quickly blocked out the pain, something I was very good at, and punched the older boy in the face. He doubled over in pain, and then I hauled my knee straight into his gut. He caught my ankle, pulling me down while he stood up. He kicked me in the ribs, knocking the breath out of me. I fought hard to suppress the pain again as I stood while his back was turned. I kicked him in the groin from behind. He fell to the ground, holding his crotch and cussing.

In one swift jerk I kicked him square in the face. His breathing seized for a moment then picked back up again

"I hate you! And if you ever so much as lay a finger on my baby brother or Lily again, I'm going to fucking kill you! Got it, dickhead?!" I yelled into his face before snatching up my schoolbag and heading for the door, my body aching.

"Hah! You are such a fucking whore Sara! A sixteen year old whore! You can't leave, where are you going to go?! You have nowhere to go; this is your home now!" he laughed menacingly. I turned slowly. Then I returned to him, kicked him right in the nose, hard.

"Shut the fuck up, loser! And I'm fucking seventeen dumbass" I screeched. I ran through the door, grateful that Lily had already taken Jacob to school. I would've died with grief if he were to see that.

I let my long legs carry me down the street, stopping at the convenience store. My ribs were aching painfully from his kick but they weren't broken. I think.

I bit my lip as I paid for the packet of cigarettes that the man had sold to me, regardless of my age. But that's Detroit for ya.

I made my way to school with time to spare, not bothering to check my appearance as I ran down the streets. I barged through the class door, breathing a sigh of relief when I heard the sound of students chatting away. I slipped into my chair as I pulled my hood over my head, unnoticed by anyone.

The teacher started talking and I immediately zoned out, thinking about a song I had heard earlier and tapping on my notebook with a pen.

"Excuse me Miss?..." the teacher said but I continued to block out everything, just wondering whether Lily had gotten to school alright. I should've gone with her....

"Miss...?" It took me a minute to realize that the teacher was talking to me. And the whole fucking class was staring.

"Miss Sara" I answered gruffly. Everybody went on staring at me, like I was some freak or something even when the teacher sustained her lecture about Shakespeare.

"What? Got a fucking eye problem or somethin'?" I muttered under my breath. A boy to my left leaned into my desk. I kept on staring blankly at the board.

"Hey, I'm Brett. Haven't seen you around? You new?" he asked, obviously trying to flirt with me or some shit like that. Ah nah, I've just randomly turned up to school.

"Not interested." I replied shortly, and a little annoyed.

"What?" he said, taken aback that I had rejected him so hastily.

"Not interested. Now could ya shut up? I find Shakespeare very interesting." I repeated turning my concentration back on the board. He muttered something that sounded like "fucking bitch" and I ignored his comment.

As much as I hated to admit it but, I quite like school; it gave me somewhere to think without getting beat up. My cheek stung where he had hit it and my ribs were bruised, probably nothing too bad compared to what I've had before. Fucking Nate thinks that just because his dad punches me up that he can do it too.

Time crawled by slowly, I was anxious to see Lily and make sure that she was alright. I rushed out of my seat as the bell rang, much faster than the others.

I bought my lunch, using some money that Lily had given me and the searched the cafeteria for any sign of my friend. I caught sight of her familiar brown hair and dark skin immediately began to make my way over to her. She sat by a few guys, probably because the rest of the tables were crowded by students, and much to my dismay, Brett sat on her table. Aw hell, I thought to myself.

She saw me approaching and stood up and gestured to a seat next to her. I saw a purple bruise forming on her neck and growled menacingly.

"Hey Sara!" she greeted me brightly, though I could sense the worry in her tone.

"Hi Lily." I mumbled. A boy sat to my left and grinned at me.

"Hello gorgeous. I'm Dion." He purred. Ugh, I think I'm going to puke!

"Fuck off." I replied shortly.

"Um... Dion I think you'd better listen to her. You haven't seen her in action." Lily warned him. A boy with hazel brown eyes and tousled brownish-blonde hair tipped his head to the side.

"Shut up Derlick." He basically ordered Lily with a sneer. She fell silent immediately.

"Don't you fucking dare talk to her like that!!" I snarled at him while I felt my anger boil in the pit of my stomach. He smirked at me haughtily. God, how I wanted to wipe that fucking smirk right off of his face.

"And what are you going to do about it?" he challenged, standing up. I stood up beside him, pushing my chair away and standing face to face with him. He suddenly grabbed me and yanked me to his body, his mouth covering mine. He slipped his hand to my ass and grabbed it tightly. I shoved off of me, seeing him stumble backwards. The boy with the hazel eyes stood up, about to try and stop the fight.

He tried to hold me again but I quickly nailed him right in the jaw. I heard the sound of bones cracking and I knew it wasn't my fist.

"You bitch! I think you broke my jaw!" he shouted, clutching his jaw just like Nate had done a few hours ago. He thought that being the male superior made him have a better chance of winning this fight. He made an attempt to reach for me again but I easily snatched his wrist and bent his arms around his back, and he shouted out in pain. I kept on twisting till I heard a click in his arm then I loosened up, leaning into his ear.

"If you touch my ass, or any other body part of mine for that matter, again, or if you dare speak to Lily like that, I will sneak into your room in the middle of the night and castrate you, got it?" I whispered calmly into his ear. His eyes widened, terrified. I pushed him away from my body, and he stumbled away like an idiot, practically falling over the chairs. They all stared at me, returning to my seat besides a wide-eyed Lily. What are they retarded? A voice in my head snorted. Probably.

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Jack

I watched a new girl stroll up to our table, a slightly pissed look on her face. She sat beside Lily; it seems that she already knew her. This new girl was, without a doubt, absolutely gorgeous. Black silky hair that fell like a curtain onto her slim shoulders, cut into an emo hairstyle, streaked here and there with blonde. She had a rockin' body like an hourglass or a coke bottle. Her pale velvety skin and full, pink lips kinda made her look like a hotter version of Snow White. Sara's sapphires eyes told a sad tale, and something inside of me was determined to make those beautiful orbs happy again. The fading redness on her cheek disturbed me, but not more than the bruises I could see peeking out from the collar of her shirt. It reminded me of when I was in foster homes and seeing the bruises made me feel queasy. Who could do that to such a pretty girl?

She sat next to Lily, the African American girl who used to have a crush on Angel, scrunching her face in revulsion as Dion leaned into her and greeted her. She quickly turned him down without a second thought.

"Um... Dion I think you'd better listen to her. You haven't seen her in action." Lily advised as she glanced over to Sara, concerned for her friend. Dion, being such a pig with no respect for women, told Lily to shut up. I was just about to tell that brainless asshole not to talk to women like that when I heard a voice say, "Don't you fucking dare talk to her like that!". The voice belonged to Sara, who was absolutely fuming that Dion would talk to her friend like that.

"And what are you going to do about it?" he dared her. They both stood up, the sound of their chairs scraping across the floor made Lily wince. She squared her shoulders and prepared herself for whatever would come next. Dion yanked her body closer to his and forced his mouth onto hers. He slid his hands down to her perfect ass and squeezed it. Sara shoved him away from her, shivering disgustedly from the feel of his body against hers. I was thoroughly shocked and angry that Dion would pull a stunt like that but still managed to make my legs get up. Fucking Dion! Now he's in for it. I thought to myself in my head. If this were a cartoon smoke would probably be coming out of my fucking ears right now.

Dion tried to grab her but before he could she quickly delivered a punch to his jaw. I thought I had heard a few bones crunch as her fist connected with his face. He cussed, clutching his jaw and I gazed in awe at Sara. She was smirking.

Dion, being a stupid cunt who never learned his lesson, made an attempt to seize Sara by her t-shirt, but she swiftly bent his arms behind his back. Then she leaned into his ear and whispered something. Something that made his eyes widen and a frightened look appear on his face. I grinned, unable to stop myself then sat back down in my chair as I watched Sara thrust Dion away.

Then she returned to her own seat, aware of the eyes of everyone in the cafeteria on her.

I smirked, knowing that I would like to get to know this girl.

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