Lightning Doesn't Strike Twice!

Chapter 3

Touche. I want to say thank you again for all the times you saved me.

Now you want to head back inside and play a game or something. Oh yeah, you name it I'll beat you on it. D, I will take that as a challenge! How about writing?

What yuk! I hate writing. I know I've seen your writing. Haha. But this game is how small you can write and still see and read it! 

I had never had a new mechanical pencil and wanted to test it out.

Okay, what do you want if you beat me? Me hum…? Your pencil I like yours it and is purple my favorite color! And what do you want if I lose? Well, I don't know; I will let it be a surprise.

Okay, I guess write the word "Guardian". What? It was the first word that came to mind. Okay.

 As we wrote the letters got smaller and smaller. Barely starting D said you win 'cause he was out of the lead.

 A small part of me wanted to know what would be the surprise if he had won. Did he lose on purpose? 

On the last day of summer school, we agreed we would meet when school started up.

The rest of summer break passed and the new school year finally arrived.

I didn't even make it a day; The same stockier kid that bullied me most of last year. Started right up again, as if he had waited all summer just to bully me. 

What was his deal, was this the only thing he lived for?

Finally, after 2 hours of him, following my every move to all my classes. I finally spun around and yelled at him. 

I guess what D had said, was true! "When you are backed into a corner you; will one day defend yourself," if need be.

What's the matter with you? Why do you follow me everywhere I go and bully me all the time it's a whole new year! Don't you have anything else better to do?

It is because I like you and think you are cute; I wanted to ask you something. 

"WHAT," I said in disbelief. So you thought following me around everywhere was a good idea? 

I knew you would eventually say something to me and that would give me a chance to speak.

Is that so what is with you? What do you want i said in frustration, I already had enough of his bullying in the past not this. 

How about this; if you date me, I will stop following you around as much and be nicer. Is that what it is going to take to get you off my back? I guess it's better than him bullying me I thought to myself.

Yeah sure, give it a shot. If you don't like it I'll leave you alone for good. Let me reintroduce myself you to. Hello, My name is Brent! Okay fine, but I have never dated so I don't even know what to do or where to start.

I thought. What could it hurt if you don't work out well, maybe I could get this goon off my back at the very least. Maybe date him for a couple of days then let him down easily.

Don't worry I'll show you what it's like to date, he said, "with a crooked smile." this guy gave me the creeps. I didn't trust what he was up to. A couple of days won't hurt, at least I think. 

As the days went by nothing happened differently, he kind of ignored me for the most part. I don't know what I was so afraid of. When we met up, he would hold the door open. Once or twice he carried my books. It wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be.

When he would follow me around I could hear him, bragging to all his friends. I don't know what that was about. He liked to call me pet names, I didn't understand. 

One day I visited my father, and I asked him what one of these pet names meant. He told me no one should call me that. Although, (how he meant it) he used it to show off that I was a woman, that he owned me in slang man's terms. The dictionary meaning was a female dog in heat. 

Now I get why he dated me. He was trying to act cool in front of his friends. I had never heard someone say certain words I felt discussed.

I was going to go to school and give him a piece of my mind and break up with him. I don't deserve treated, with that disrespect. I went up to him at the bleachers he was there with his friends, "again."

Skylar his right-hand man was laughing and looking at me as I approached. Now knowing what I do now. I think I always felt like some pun to a joke deep down inside, but I never got it until now.

Brent's behavior never impressed me really and never one spark of interest this whole time ever grew or emerged.

Looking out the window this darkness overhead of the school started to form. It began to rain and thunder. The storm outside looked nasty. Within a few seconds, the rain picked up fast. Pouring down I could even hear bits of hail clinking off the school's metal tin roof. In the clouds, I thought I had seen dark spirits as well, was 

Was my mind playing tricks on me? What was going on? Honestly, It should have been a sign to walk away then and there, but I was too stubborn and furious with Brent. I ignored it all I cared about was getting this over with.

Brent, I think it's time for me to move on and leave. I figured out what is going on around here lately. I don't like it nor will I take it. Look you don't seem all that interested in me anyway and I don't appreciate the names you have called me recently.

I don't care if it means ownership like my dad says, I am not owned by anyone. We never clicked anyway and I am breaking up with you, so this is goodbye. I ended it on that note as I turned away. 

I am done paying attention to him. I just looked to make this quick and go on with my life and not look back.

All of a sudden he grabbed my shoulder and spun around pushing me into the door. No one embarrasses me like that in front of my friends, and no one dumps me, I dump them! 

He said growling with his eyes red and glowing. I felt like I had been here before at this moment. Was this the first time I have been in this situation?

I could see him ball up his fist and draw it back. Tears started welling up in my eyes. I closed my eyes shocked by everything and frozen in fear helplessly to move. At that point, I was getting ready for the hit. 

WHAM…! It was D. With one knockout punch he sent Brent flying, into the air and on his back. He landed on the cold wet ground outside. The punch took all his breath away; he was passed out just lying in a puddle. 

Lightning flashed through the sky, with white light that lit everything up all across the school.

I looked up at D's face his eyes went from the familiar olive green to a dark, to pitch black I could not even see his pupils. The same way as I remember he came in saving me, as he did so many times before. 

I knew who he was but he seemed so different now. It was strange, I had not seen him for a few short months but he had changed so much.

This time he was a bit taller and his muscles were much larger. Could it be I never noticed or could it be I have never seen him be this tense?

He's never let me see his face like this before. Did he hide his face from me all these times before because of this deathly gaze in his eyes? Did he even know now, what he looked like?

D, are you okay, "I asked", in a shaky voice there was too much excitement going on.