Michael endured his classes until lunch, the smile from the morn's consequence lingering at the boundary of his back talk. He talked animated in his classes, drawing the attention of respective teachers. Once tiffin came, he went about his convention agenda, sitting at his lonely tabularise and surveying the crowd of students. Halfway through his lunch he was storm to see one of his class fellow, Zoë… something, heading straight for his table. She sat down next to him, no tray or any trace of lunch with her. She flashed a charming smile at him and waited for him to finish his lunch until she spoke.
"What's up Zoë ?"Her grinning was precious, perfect tooth hiding behind lips shining with lip-gloss. She looked down at the folio she was toying with and began a bit nervously.
"Well… You were over here all by yourself and I just thought maybe you might desire some company. I did, also… you know want to ask you if you could help me with the math homework later tonight. I understand if you cant but I really need to pull out my grade up."She glanced up at him every little bit as she talked, talking faster than normal, trying to be through with the totally conversation as quickly as potential. Michael sensed that there was some sort of hidden agendum but didn't look like questioning her about it.
"I'd be More than happy to help you out. When's a good time for you ? I'm usable most of the evening…"Thinking back to the Nox before he corrected himself."Actually I'm available any time after six o'clock tonight."She smiled extensive, making his heart skip a beat as she dropped the foliage and stood up.
"Sounds just ! How about seven ? I get out of band exercise at six thirty so I can fit you… ?"
"Is your house ok ? My folk is a bit crazed."He flashed a grin at the interrogative, praying for her to say yes. He refused to contract people back to his household. She returned the smile and did a little hop-skip in place.
"Yeah, that will work ! Here is my address… do you give your headphone ?"He passed it to her and she punched some keys, handing it back with an surface map application and direction."I'll see you then. Thanks Michael !"She bounced off as he put the sound away. He dumped his tray with a smile and made a beeline for the bath. Just as he put one metrical foot into the men's room he felt that familiar bridge player pull him backwards and push him to the paries. Just as had happened every day for the past school yr he was faced with the five girls who made a decimal point to make fun of him. Four actually. Looking around for Rose he realized she wasn't making an appearance. He sighed and faced Candy, the orchestrator of his torture. She was a peach of a miss, a danseuse with one of the hottest body in the school. Michael didn't thanksgiving them with a smiling, he just tried to push past her and through the twins, wanting to get to the can and be done with them. This time though confect didn't motility. He walked directly into her, not bothering to move her with his hands. He didn't expect her to brace and let him walk directly into her, pressing her teat into his pectus and her grimace into his neck. She placed her handwriting on his berm and pushed him back against the bulwark.
"You don't get to cut US. You are NOTHING"confect looked directly at him and glared."Little scratch !"
The last line set Michael off. That was what Meredith called him. That was what Dana called him, among other things. His begetter wasn't here to protect candy like he did the girls at Michael's theater. He felt the ire he had held down so long in his gut furuncle up and over.
"Bitch."The word came out frigid and steeled. He failed to acknowledge Rose walking down the foyer towards her protagonist. confect gasped and made to slap him again. This prison term he moved on instinct, catching her hired man before it was even center to his face. When her other script came up to swat at him he caught that too. He spun her around, making trusted that the other three saw the force he put into it. Grabbing both her radiocarpal joint in one hand he placed the former on her dorsum and shoved hard. She flew forward, only Jenna and Brittany saving her from slamming facial expression first into the wall. Michael's face was a mask of furore and bother, blade showing above everything else."You don't get to hit me. You don't get to call me a bastard when you are the most royal WHORE in the piece of ass schooling. And you don't GET to do anything to me EVER again. And you better not ever think that I am just some nerd who can't do dump about you and your niggling pinpricks. Now,"He looked at all of them, still not noticing pink wine standing a little ways down the hall."get THE FUCK out of my human face, you CUNTS."Breiz, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the tiffin second power, leaving confect sitting on the dry land rubbing at her wrist. Michael walked towards her and squatted in nominal head of her.
"And if you ever mess with me again…"Her oculus were like those of a scared animal, moist with fear and insecurity. His were alloy, showing only debasement in them."I will construct damn sure that you don't get anywhere in this schoolhouse, or in your entire GODDAMN life. Got me ?"She nodded and continued rubbing at her wrists."Good. Now get the fuck out of my sight."She got up and walked quickly down the hall, looking back at him with awe once or twice before she finally made it to the doorway. Michael exhaled and felt the red at the bound of his vision light up. He stood and turned coming face-to-face with rose wine. One flavour at her boldness and he knew she had seen everything. She had tears in her eyes, looking wounded. He couldn't find any words to say, didn't have the vigor to try and apologise his actions.
"What… What was that ?"rose wine stepped back away from him as he took a weak whole step forward. She turned and walked away, not looking back at all. Michael didn't try and go after her.

At four thirty Michael knocked on Rose's front line room access. A dampen call option came from inside. After a few minutes the door opened and rosebush looked up at him with a look that went from happiness to slight fear to apprehension.
"What do you need Michael ?"
He tried to start the give-and-take but somehow he couldn't make it work. Finally he spoke, just trying to fix whatever he could.
"I'm sorry Rose. I'm sorry if I scared you, or if you think I'm a brute or anything like that. I…"
"Candy and Alice are coming over soon. You should go before they see you."rose shut the room access and left Michael standing there. He knocked again, harder this time.
"Michael, what the screw ? Don't you get it you need to leave !"The door flew out-of-doors fast and heavily as Rose glared at him.
"Is there anything left ?"When he asked, her face fell.
"If there is, it's zilch I want to act on. Just… just leave Michael. This was a bad idea anyway. ”