15 Not A Woman's Opponent

Instantly Roger rose to his feet. For some reason, his pain from the kicks and punches suddenly disappeared. He was more worried about Emma's safety right now, "What are you saying? Who are you? I don't know you. Don't pretend as you know me!" he argued loudly.

Emma was silent with a frown. She knew Roger was trying to protect her. But of course, those jerks weren't stupid either to assume Roger's words were real. Roger and Emma did know each other. And that made the hoodlums even more irritated because they felt inferior to a loser like Roger Timothy.

"O.. ow.. Something seems odd here." Said the tattooed guy. Then he stepped closer to Emma. His hand touched Emma's jaw with a lopsided smile.

"Don't you feel wrong, to choose him to be friends with you? That loser can't even save the pride of his underwear." He laughed. "You better play with us. We're the popular kids in this college. We're on the same level. Don't you think?"

"Get your hands off me. Disgusting." Emma hissed before slapping off the large, rough hand that was perched on her jaw.

The three guys laughed amusedly. They looked down at Emma.

"How arrogant.." Said one of them. But they were quite used to Emma's attitude. Usually, pretty girls were like that. They were shy but in the end, if you keep chasing them, they would melt to you too. In essence, the hoodlums looked down on women.

"You've provoked our patience. Looks like you'd rather have the same fate as your loser friend, huh?"

Damn! Why was everything like that? If that was the case, how could Emma stay silent? She had to fight them, right? Otherwise, her fate would end in a very bad way.

Emma glanced at Roger who just stared at her blankly. That guy really had a glimmer of a loser soul, indeed. He seemed helpless, between wanting to act or not. His movements and face were full of doubts typical of a loser. Okay, from the first place, Emma never expected any help from him either. Because, it was Emma herself who had the instinct of helping Roger, who she considered as her friend.

Emma's hands were clenched into fists. She was ready to throw a punch at the guy closest to her. Emma's way of standing did look normal, like an elegant girl. But on her both legs were formed a very strong stance.

BUAKHH!!

Emma jumped in surprise with both hands covering her mouth. She took two steps back to get away from the mess that was right in front of her feet. The two losers who pretended to be champions were already lying on the floor with bruises on their face. Soon the wound will become a bruise.

"Damn loser!" Buakhh!! A long leg swung its kick again at the loser guy who was still standing transfixed.

"Ca... Calvin?" Emma muttered with wide-eyed.

The guy somehow darted from the side of the hallway in a Kung Fu flying style like on the TV, to kick two people at once. A superhero who suddenly appeared when a disaster was about to happen. It was Calvin Lee! How did he suddenly appear here?!

The three losers helped each other to stand up. On the campus, no one didn't know Calvin Lee. A popular guy who was loved by girls for his good looking face and athletic body build. But he was the enemy of the bad guys who were jealous of all the advantages he had.

"F*CK! Don't interfere, dammit!" The tattooed guy threw his big fist.

But, Calvin quickly smacked the guy's arm and following with a swung of his long leg right on the loser's epigastrium, the tattooed guy fell back on his back and writhed in pain.

Unable to accept that his friend was beaten, the other two losers immediately attacked Calvin with fists from the right and left. But all the fists missed because Calvin's movements were very agile. He quickly dodged and was now standing behind the backs of the two cowards, then nudged them hard on their hump. As a result, the two losers fell to the ground. All of Calvin's punches made the guy's ugly faces even uglier as they kept getting punched.

"Get off before I break your fingers." Threatened Calvin in a flat voice.

The three losers knew that Calvin Lee was no match for them. If this continues, they may not be able to write for several weeks. Only the rascals who knew, who Calvin really was. From the outside, he was a friendly and disciplined guy. But off the campus, he could break people's necks.

Emma and Roger watched the three losers run away shuffling while chanting curses. Still, trying to look cool by swearing to save their pride. Saying that they would beat up Calvin in another time and so on. And of course, they wouldn't dare do it in real.

"Are you all right?" Calvin asked as he turned his attention to Emma and Roger who were still gawking.

Emma shook her head, "No. Thanks for helping us."

"You shouldn't have had to help me. Now you'll be in trouble for interfering." Roger said while looking down. He tried to sound annoyed. Hope those two hunks don't get their hands dirty again by helping a loser like him.

"At least you can thank Calvin. Why are you so stubborn?" asked Emma in surprise, successfully provoked.

"Look in the mirror, please. You two are popular kids on campus. By doing this, you're humiliating me. I look like a loser even more."

"Who we are is what we determine. If you judge yourself as a loser, how can others not see you as well?" Calvin said softly.

"Popular kids like you guys won't know what it's like to be a loser. How I've tried to be strong and not be bullied, but always fail!" Roger's voice trembled. Again he looked like he was about to cry.

"I don't think of you as a loser. You're my friend. Don't you remember what happened last night? When we ran away from Jen Marie street. You didn't look like a loser at all. You even protected Poppy." Calvin frowned at Emma's words.

Roger fell silent. His brain was trying to process what Emma had just said. Previously he thought that all that happened last night would only be a memory for him and would be forgotten by the others. But it turned out that Emma remembered what happened and didn't forget him at all.

"Stop being stubborn, Roger. I'll protect you if those losers come back at you." Emma came back to her senses.

But it made Calvin hold back a laugh, "You'd better not get into trouble, Emma. They're not a woman's opponent."