Michael endured his year until lunch, the smile from the first light's issue lingering at the border of his sass. He talked animated in his division, drawing the attention of several teachers. Once luncheon came, he went about his normal docket, sitting at his lonely tabular array and surveying the crowd of students. Halfway through his lunch he was surprised to see one of his class fellow, Zoë… something, heading straight for his mesa. She sat down next to him, no tray or any hint of lunch with her. She flashed a charming smile at him and waited for him to stop his lunch until she spoke.
"What's up Zoë ?"Her smile was precious, arrant teeth hiding behind sass shining with lip-gloss. She looked down at the leafage she was toying with and began a bit nervously.
"Well… You were over here all by yourself and I just thought maybe you might want some ship's 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 my grade up."She glanced up at him every picayune bit as she talked, talking faster than normal, trying to be through with the whole conversation as quickly as possible. Michael sensed that there was some form of concealed agenda but didn't spirit like questioning her about it.
"I'd be Thomas More than happy to help you out. When's a honest time for you ? I'm usable most of the evening…"thought process back to the night before he corrected himself."Actually I'm available any sentence after six o'clock tonight."She smiled encompassing, making his heart skip a beat as she dropped the leaf and stood up.
"Sounds soundly ! How about seven ? I get out of band exercise at six thirty so I can receive you… ?"
"Is your family ok ? My mob is a bit crazed."He flashed a smile at the question, praying for her to say yes. He refused to take mass back to his house. She returned the smile and did a petty hop-skip in place.
"Yeah, that will work ! Here is my address… do you make your phone ?"He passed it to her and she punched some keys, handing it back with an open map application and counseling."I'll see you then. Thanks Michael !"She bounced off as he put the speech sound away. He dumped his tray with a smile and made a beeline for the bathroom. Just as he put one foot into the men's room he felt that conversant manus pull him backwards and push him to the wall. Just as had happened every day for the preceding school year he was faced with the five girls who made a 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 sweetheart of a girl, a ballerina with one of the hottest consistence in the schooling. Michael didn't seemliness them with a grinning, he just tried to tug past her and through the twins, wanting to get to the bathroom and be done with them. This meter though candy didn't motility. He walked directly into her, not bothering to move her with his hired man. He didn't expect her to duo and let him take the air directly into her, pressing her tits into his chest and her boldness into his neck opening. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back against the wall.
"You don't get to ignore US. You are NOTHING"candy looked directly at him and glared."fiddling prick !"
The last blood line set Michael off. That was what Meredith called him. That was what Dana called him, among other things. His male parent wasn't here to protect Candy like he did the girl at Michael's theatre. He felt the anger he had held down so long in his gut boil up and over.
"Bitch."The word came out cold and steeled. He failed to notice rosebush walking down the hall towards her friends. candy gasped and made to slap him again. This time he moved on instinct, catching her hand before it was even halfway to his fount. When her other deal came up to swat at him he caught that too. He spun her around, making certain that the other three saw the strength he put into it. Grabbing both her wrists in one deal he placed the early on her back and shoved hard. She flew forward, only Jenna and Brittany saving her from slamming face first into the wall. Michael's face was a masquerade party of rage and nuisance, steel showing above everything else."You don't get to hit me. You don't get to shout out me a prick when you are the most royal stag tart in the FUCKING school. 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 SHIT about you and your fiddling pinpricks. Now,"He looked at all of them, still not noticing rosiness standing a little fashion down the Asaph Hall."get THE fucking out of my face, you CUNTS."Brittany, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the lunch square, leaving confect sitting on the ground rubbing at her wrists. Michael walked towards her and squatted in nominal head of her.
"And if you ever mess up with me again…"Her optic were like those of a frighten away animal, moist with fearfulness and insecurity. His were metal, showing only degradation in them."I will make maledict sure that you don't get anywhere in this schooltime, or in your entire GODDAMN life. Got me ?"She nodded and continued rubbing at her carpus."Good. Now get the roll in the hay out of my sight."She got up and walked quickly down the hall, looking back at him with reverence once or twice before she finally made it to the doors. Michael exhaled and felt the red at the edge of his vision clear. He stood and turned coming face-to-face with Rose. One smell at her face 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 energy to try and justify his actions.
"What… What was that ?"pink wine stepped back away from him as he took a weak step forward. She turned and walked away, not looking back at all. Michael didn't try and go after her.

At four XXX Michael knocked on Rose's front door. A muted call option came from inside. After a few bit the door opened and pink wine looked up at him with a tone that went from happiness to slight fright to apprehension.
"What do you desire Michael ?"
He tried to start the words but somehow he couldn't make it work. Finally he spoke, just trying to fix whatever he could.
"I'm sorry rose wine. 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 piece of tail ? Don't you get it you need to leave !"The door flew open air fast and hard as Rose glared at him.
"Is there anything left ?"When he asked, her face fell.
"If there is, it's nothing I want to act on. Just… just leave Michael. This was a bad idea anyway. ”