Michael endured his socio-economic class until lunch, the grin from the morning time's effect lingering at the edges of his sassing. He talked animated in his socio-economic class, drawing the aid of respective teachers. Once luncheon came, he went about his normal agenda, sitting at his lonely table and surveying the crowd of student. Halfway through his luncheon he was surprise to see one of his classmates, Zoë… something, heading straight for his table. She sat down adjacent to him, no tray or any vestige of luncheon with her. She flashed a charming smile at him and waited for him to end his dejeuner until she spoke.
"What's up Zoë ?"Her smile was cute, gross teeth hiding behind lips shining with lip-gloss. She looked down at the foliage 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 serve me with the mathematics homework later tonight. I understand if you cant but I really need to deplume my grade up."She glanced up at him every little bit as she talked, talking faster than normal, trying to be through with the whole conversation as quickly as potential. Michael sensed that there was some sort of veil agenda but didn't feel like questioning her about it.
"I'd be more than felicitous to help you out. When's a good time for you ? I'm available almost of the evening…"Thinking back to the night before he corrected himself."Actually I'm useable any time after six o'clock tonight."She smiled wide-cut, making his heart skip a beat as she dropped the folio and stood up.
"Sounds good ! How about seven ? I get out of dance orchestra practice session at six 30 so I can meet you… ?"
"Is your house ok ? My family is a bit crazed."He flashed a grinning at the query, praying for her to say yes. He refused to take people back to his house. She returned the smile and did a little hop-skip in place.
"Yeah, that will work ! Here is my address… do you have your phone ?"He passed it to her and she punched some keys, handing it back with an open map practical application and directions."I'll see you then. Thanks Michael !"She bounced off as he put the phone away. He dumped his tray with a grinning and made a beeline for the toilet. Just as he put one substructure into the men's room he felt that fellow hand pull him backwards and push him to the paries. Just as had happened every day for the yesteryear school year he was faced with the five young lady 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 anguish. She was a knockout of a girl, a danseuse with one of the live body in the schooltime. Michael didn't seemliness them with a grinning, he just tried to crusade past her and through the twins, wanting to get to the bathroom and be done with them. This time though Candy didn't movement. He walked directly into her, not bothering to propel her with his hands. He didn't expect her to brace and let him walk directly into her, pressing her breast into his chest and her typeface into his cervix. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back against the bulwark.
"You don't get to discount US. You are NOTHING"candy looked directly at him and glared."Little tool !"
The last line set Michael off. That was what Meredith called him. That was what Dana called him, among former things. His don wasn't here to protect Candy like he did the missy at Michael's theatre. He felt the anger he had held down so long in his gut boil up and over.
"Bitch."The intelligence came out coldness and steeled. He failed to point out rose wine walking down the dormitory towards her friends. candy gasped and made to slap him again. This time he moved on inherent aptitude, catching her hand before it was even halfway to his brass. When her early hand came up to swat at him he caught that too. He spun her around, making sure that the other three saw the force he put into it. Grabbing both her carpus in one paw he placed the other on her spine and shoved hard. She flew forward, only Jenna and Brittany saving her from slamming expression first into the paries. Michael's face was a mask of cult and nuisance, blade showing above everything else."You don't get to hit me. You don't get to scream me a scratch when you are the most regal WHORE in the piece of ass school. And you don't GET to do anything to me EVER again. And you better not ever think that I am just some wonk who can't do SHIT about you and your little pinpricks. Now,"He looked at all of them, still not noticing Rose standing a footling ways down the Charles Francis Hall."get THE piece of tail out of my facial expression, you CUNTS."Brittany, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the lunch lame, leaving Candy sitting on the flat coat rubbing at her wrist joint. Michael walked towards her and squatted in front of her.
"And if you ever mess with me again…"Her oculus were like those of a dash animal, moist with veneration and insecurity. His were metal, showing alone degradation in them."I will make damn sure that you don't get anywhere in this shoal, or in your total GODDAMN life. Got me ?"She nodded and continued rubbing at her carpus."Good. Now get the screw out of my sight."She got up and walked quickly down the hallway, 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 sharpness of his imaginativeness clear. He stood and turned coming face-to-face with Rose. One look at her face and he knew she had seen everything. She had bout in her heart, looking wounded. He couldn't find any Logos to say, didn't have the energy to try and justify his actions.
"What… What was that ?"Rose stepped back away from him as he took a fallible step forward. She turned and walked away, not looking back at all. Michael didn't try and go after her.

At four 30 Michael knocked on Rose's front door. A muffled outcry came from inside. After a few minutes the door opened and Rose looked up at him with a spirit that went from happiness to slight fear to pinch.
"What do you desire Michael ?"
He tried to lead off the words but somehow he couldn't make it work. Finally he spoke, just trying to fix whatever he could.
"I'm sorry rosebush. I'm sorry if I scared you, or if you think I'm a animate being or anything like that. I…"
"candy and Alice are coming over soon. You should go before they see you."Rose shut the door and left Michael standing there. He knocked again, harder this time.
"Michael, what the fuck ? Don't you get it you need to will !"The room access flew open 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. ”