Michael endured his family until luncheon, the smile from the dayspring's upshot lingering at the sharpness of his back talk. He talked animated in his stratum, drawing the attending of respective instructor. Once lunch came, he went about his normal schedule, sitting at his alone tabularise and surveying the crowd of student. Halfway through his lunch he was surprised to see one of his classmates, 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 finish his lunch until she spoke.
"What's up Zoë ?"Her smiling was cunning, consummate tooth hiding behind lips 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 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 draw in my degree up."She glanced up at him every little bit as she talked, talking faster than formula, trying to be through with the totally conversation as quickly as possible. Michael sensed that there was some kind of hidden agendum but didn't feel like questioning her about it.
"I'd be to a greater extent than well-chosen to help you out. When's a good time for you ? I'm available almost of the evening…"Thinking back to the nighttime before he corrected himself."Actually I'm uncommitted any sentence after six o'clock tonight."She smiled blanket, making his spunk skip a heartbeat as she dropped the leaf and stood up.
"Sounds just ! How about seven ? I get out of band pattern at six thirty so I can meet you… ?"
"Is your planetary house ok ? My family is a bit crazed."He flashed a grinning at the interrogative, praying for her to say yes. He refused to admit people back to his house. She returned the smile and did a small hop-skip in place.
"Yeah, that will work ! Here is my address… do you have your speech sound ?"He passed it to her and she punched some paint, handing it back with an heart-to-heart map applications programme and centering."I'll see you then. Thanks Michael !"She bounced off as he put the earphone away. He dumped his tray with a grinning and made a beeline for the john. Just as he put one invertebrate foot into the men's room he felt that companion hand pull him backwards and push him to the wall. Just as had happened every day for the past tense school class he was faced with the five female child 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 girl, a danseuse with one of the hottest body in the schooling. Michael didn't grace them with a smile, he just tried to push past her and through the twins, wanting to get to the can and be done with them. This prison term though confect didn't move. He walked directly into her, not bothering to prompt her with his hands. He didn't expect her to dyad and let him walk directly into her, pressing her bosom into his chest and her face into his neck opening. She placed her hired man on his shoulders and pushed him back against the paries.
"You don't get to ignore US. You are zilch"Candy looked directly at him and glared."trivial asshole !"
The last line set Michael off. That was what James Meredith called him. That was what Danu called him, among other things. His beginner wasn't here to protect Candy like he did the girls at Michael's sign. He felt the angriness he had held down so long in his gut furuncle up and over.
"Bitch."The intelligence came out moth-eaten and steeled. He failed to note rose wine walking down the hall towards her friends. candy gasped and made to slap him again. This time he moved on inherent aptitude, catching her deal before it was even halfway to his expression. When her other hired hand came up to swat at him he caught that too. He spun her around, making trusted that the other three saw the force play he put into it. Grabbing both her wrists in one hand he placed the other on her back and shoved hard. She flew forward, only Jenna and Brittany saving her from slamming cheek first into the wall. Michael's face was a mask of rage and pain sensation, steel showing above everything else."You don't get to hit me. You don't get to anticipate me a tool when you are the most royal fancy woman in the nookie schooltime. 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 niggling pinpricks. Now,"He looked at all of them, still not noticing rose wine standing a piffling ways down the Charles Francis Hall."get THE FUCK out of my human face, you CUNTS."Breiz, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the dejeuner square, leaving candy sitting on the ground rubbing at her wrist joint. Michael walked towards her and squatted in front of her.
"And if you ever mess up with me again…"Her center were like those of a scared animal, moist with fear and insecurity. His were metal, showing only degradation in them."I will make damn surely that you don't get anywhere in this school, or in your entire GODDAMN life sentence. Got me ?"She nodded and continued rubbing at her articulatio radiocarpea."Good. Now get the screw out of my sight."She got up and walked quickly down the hall, looking back at him with fright once or twice before she finally made it to the room access. Michael exhaled and felt the red at the edge of his vision elucidate. He stood and turned coming face-to-face with blush wine. One looking at at her brass and he knew she had seen everything. She had snag in her eyes, looking wounded. He couldn't find any dustup 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 imperfect pace 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 door. A dull call came from interior. After a few minutes the doorway opened and Rose looked up at him with a look that went from felicity to slight care to discernment.
"What do you want Michael ?"
He tried to initiate the words 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…"
"confect 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 roll in the hay ? Don't you get it you need to leave !"The threshold flew undefended fast and hard as rosebush glared at him.
"Is there anything left ?"When he asked, her brass fell.
"If there is, it's nothing I want to act on. Just… just leave Michael. This was a bad estimation anyway. ”