4 Doing the unexpected

I felt the pain even before Mike's fist landed true on my face, and it hurt like hell. And as I fell to the floor,: my mind started running a mile in less than a minute. Different thoughts started going through my mind as I thought about why I was receiving such treatment, I didn't deserve this all I ever wanted was to be left Alone.

Alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone, I want to be left alone ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~alooooooone ~~~~~~~~~~~~I want to ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~to be le~~~~~~~~~~ft~~~~~~~~~alone.

I felt something snap in me, see I'm the kind of guy who avoids trouble when I see one because I don't like violence but this time, I so wanted to punch someone.

So what if I received a gift from a girl, it doesn't justify the reason I'm getting my ass kicked in the toilet, I'm pissed and I wanted to get even.

I hit the floor and tried to crawl away from them while they were still booing me, I spied the janitors metal mop resting near a stall, and to me it was the perfect weapon, it was time for me to get even.

Standing up I quickly grabbed the mob and started swinging it around wildly screaming at them to get back.

They were still laughing probably thinking I ain't got the balls to use it, well they thought wrong.

Mike stepped up first, daring me to use the mop whilst calling me a pussy, he shouldn't have cause I had a whole lot of anger issues to dish out .

Mom always said I would done well if I picked up baseball, because I had true aim and in terms of swinging around a bat, my accuracy was wicked.

With a hard swing I connected the side of the metal rod to Mike's skull, he crumpled immediately like a puppet whose strings have been cut. I should have felt fear or scared but the adrenaline bursting through my veins prevented me from feeling such emotions. I was out for blood and I wouldn't stop until I get some.

The rest of the goons were paralyzed with astonishment, quickly taking advantage of their shell-shocked immobile bodies, I quickly descended on them like a starving wild animal :" whacking them left and right I drew blood from them, I was in ecstasy and seeing the fear in their eyes": I felt nothing but happiness. It was like I was on top of the world and no one could touch me.

It was only when I heard a blood curling scream did I come back from LA LA land, turning about and seeing Tricia standing there with the school principal and bodies of bleeding kids lying around me, it was only then did I truly felt true fear.