Michael endured his classes until dejeuner, the smile from the morning's events lingering at the sharpness of his mouth. He talked animated in his classes, drawing the aid of various teachers. Once luncheon came, he went about his convention agenda, sitting at his lonely defer and surveying the gang of bookman. Halfway through his lunch he was surprised to see one of his classmates, Zoë… something, heading heterosexual for his table. She sat down succeeding to him, no tray or any shadow of lunch with her. She flashed a charming smile at him and waited for him to land up his lunch until she spoke.
"What's up Zoë ?"Her smiling was cute, perfect teeth hiding behind sassing shining with lip-gloss. She looked down at the leaf 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 company. I did, also… you know want to ask you if you could help oneself me with the mathematics homework later tonight. I understand if you cant but I really need to rive my grade up."She glanced up at him every little bit as she talked, talking faster than convention, trying to be through with the unhurt conversation as quickly as possible. Michael sensed that there was some sort of hidden agenda but didn't look like questioning her about it.
"I'd be more than happy to help you out. When's a ripe time for you ? I'm available most of the evening…"Thinking back to the Nox before he corrected himself."Actually I'm available any clip after six o'clock tonight."She smiled full, making his mettle skip a rhythm as she dropped the leafage and stood up.
"auditory sensation good ! How about seven ? I get out of band recitation at six thirty so I can meet you… ?"
"Is your house ok ? My family is a bit crazed."He flashed a smile at the question, praying for her to say yes. He refused to take the great unwashed back to his house. She returned the smile and did a little hop-skip in place.
"Yeah, that will work out ! Here is my address… do you deliver your phone ?"He passed it to her and she punched some Florida key, handing it back with an open map application and focusing."I'll see you then. Thanks Michael !"She bounced off as he put the headphone away. He dumped his tray with a smiling and made a beeline for the bathroom. Just as he put one pes into the men's room he felt that associate deal pull him backwards and push him to the rampart. Just as had happened every day for the yesteryear schooltime class he was faced with the five girls who made a full point to arrive at 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 knockout of a female child, a ballerina with one of the raging torso in the school. Michael didn't grace them with a smile, he just tried to tug past her and through the twins, wanting to get to the bathroom and be done with them. This metre though Candy didn't move. He walked directly into her, not bothering to propel her with his manus. He didn't expect her to distich and let him walk directly into her, pressing her tits into his chest and her face into his cervix. She placed her hands on his articulatio humeri and pushed him back against the wall.
"You don't get to ignore US. You are aught"candy looked directly at him and glared."Little prick !"
The last line set Michael off. That was what Meredith called him. That was what Dana called him, among other things. His founder wasn't here to protect Candy like he did the little girl at Michael's house. He felt the anger he had held down so long in his gut boil up and over.
"Bitch."The Word of God came out cold and steeled. He failed to notice Rose walking down the mansion towards her friend. candy gasped and made to slap him again. This time he moved on instinct, catching her deal before it was even halfway to his typeface. When her former manus came up to swat at him he caught that too. He spun her around, making sure that the early three saw the force he put into it. Grabbing both her wrist in one hand he placed the former on her spinal column and shoved hard. She flew forward, only Jenna and Brittany saving her from slamming aspect first into the rampart. Michael's side was a mask of rage and pain, blade showing above everything else."You don't get to hit me. You don't get to prognosticate me a motherfucker when you are the most royal tart in the roll in the hay 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 short way of life down the vestibule."get THE piece of ass out of my face, you CUNTS."Brittany, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the lunch public square, leaving Candy sitting on the ground rubbing at her carpus. Michael walked towards her and squatted in front of her.
"And if you ever mess with me again…"Her eyes were like those of a frighten off animal, moist with fearfulness and insecurity. His were alloy, showing entirely degradation in them."I will stool damn for certain that you don't get anywhere in this school day, or in your entire GODDAMN life history. Got me ?"She nodded and continued rubbing at her wrist joint."near. Now get the shag out of my sight."She got up and walked quickly down the hall, looking back at him with fear 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 tone at her face and he knew she had seen everything. She had bust 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 ?"Rose 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 thirty Michael knocked on Rose's front doorway. A muffled call came from interior. After a few minutes the door opened and Rose looked up at him with a feel that went from happiness to slight fear to catch.
"What do you want Michael ?"
He tried to start the words but somehow he couldn't make it oeuvre. 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 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 lead !"The door 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. ”