Looking down I used my hand to feel the burnt skin

It had been mended forcefully causing a scar that wouldn't heal no matter how long passed

The skin was soft and smooth completely contrasting the muscles next to it

Sighing I turned off the water and stepped out

Grabbing the towel I began quickly ruffled my hair with it getting rid of all the water that was held within it

Drying the rest of my body off I heard faint talking in the background

"Talking in only towels? must be a bunch of gay guys"

I made a funny joke under my breathe as I finished wiping off all the water that had gathered on my skin leaving me dry enough to put my clothes back on

Unlocking the door I stepped out and walked towards the locker area

As I approached I recognized the guys that were talking

And funnily enough, everyone was in nothing but towels and covered in fresh water

it looked like they finished only a few minutes before I did, but I didn't care about that

'I guess Dick and his guys really are gay for each other'

While Jessica, James and Dick were the leading heads of the popular group, that big group actually broke down into three separate ones

The biggest group was Dicks as he was your average idiot muscle head that brought in most of the retarded guys like the lucky big mouth

Next came Jessica who ruled over the girls and a few guys like a queen getting them to do her whims just for entertainment

The final group that belonged to James wasn't even a group. James was alone but still held equal influence to those two

Even if James had a group it wouldn't matter, he frequently disappeared and couldn't be found

Everyone that originally wanted to be in his group eventually gave up and settled for one of the other two

Jessica was okay as long as you didn't provoke her

My eyes instantly fell on a certain guy as I had those thoughts

James was pretty mellow to be honest. He wasn't stuck up and if anything treated everyone equally

What unnerved me was the coldness I could see in his eyes, it was like he felt nothing no matter who he was looking at. No body was important to him

Just remembering those eyes gave me unnerving shivers

I had only just taken a burning hot shower but now I was shivering like I was in the snow

The problem was that Dicks group. They were assholes to say the least

Entering the locker room I tried going to my shelf but was abruptly stopped by one of Dicks lackeys

"Lucas? How do we keep running into each other?"

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"Because I'm extremely unlucky?"

"Hahaha. Watch that cocky mouth of yours or I might accidentally hurt you"

"Ok, sorry about that"

"That's a good boy"

He stepped close and pet my head as if I was his own submissive pet

"Did you need something from me?"

He paused for a moment. He wasn't angry he was actually trying to remember why he stopped me in the first place

After awhile he smiled

"Just because I wanted to, do I actually need a reason?"

"Sigh"

Annoyed I walked around him and went up to my shelf

"watch the attitude or you'll regret it"

Ignoring him I pulled out my pants and put them on

"Don't fucking ignore me!"

"Can I put my pants on first? Talking in towels is pretty gay after all"

"Pfft"

A few of the other guys that had been watching since earlier tried their best to stifle laughs that tried to escape their

Due to the short laughs the idiot that had been annoying me since earlier flashed bright red in embarrassment

"You fucker!"

I had just finished putting my pants on and turned towards him when his fist connected to my cheek

The hard impact threw me against the wall of shelves to my side

I desperately tried to hold onto one of the shelves instinctively but I was thrown to the floor before me brain started working again

'Fuck'

I massaged my cheek and jaw as it felt looser than before

"Damn, you really punched him"

"Hahaha, how do you like that you little fucker!"

Hearing his overconfident remark caused something inside of me to snap

After the number of events I had been through my mental strength had deteriorated to a point that I couldn't control it properly

My rationality wasn't strong enough to stop my spur of the moment thoughts

I pulled myself up using the shelf as a support and planted my feet

Taking a step forwards I turned my body and thrust my fist into his jaw causing him to take a few steps back

"Not laughing anymore? I thought we were having fun?"

He didn't move for a few seconds

He turned his face back towards me and a eye catching frown adorned his face

Just glancing at it and seeing the hatred in his eyes made me realize something

'I fucked up big time'

"Beat his ass"

"I want a good fight"

Before I knew it the entire group had blocked off the exits trapping me in a fight with this guy who was definitely going to kill me for revenge

Luckily I had pants on so I could move about freely while he was still in nothing but a towel

'He'll probably hold back'

I lowered my body as a never ending rage continued to flow out of his eyes as he prepared his assault

'Hopefully'

As soon as I finished my thought he launched towards me

Jumping to the side I barely avoided his punch causing the fist to smash into the wooden shelves

The shelves broke causing clothes to scatter and splinters to go flying

I could feel a handful of splinters find themselves inside my upper torso as my long pants blocked the ones that would've pierced my legs

Before I could think he was already getting ready to throw a second punch

I jumped forwards behind him giving me a few more vital seconds

Stopping behind him I threw a punch into the center of his back aiming to hurt his spine

Before my fist connected properly he had twisted my body causing my fist to slam into his lower ribs

I could feel my fist throb even though my body was filled with adrenaline

Even though I received backlash my attack hurt him just as badly

He gripped his side trying to breathe as if the wind wouldn't enter his longs properly

He had entered shock from being hit on and under his bottom ribs

If I was lucky I might have damaged some of his organs enough to give me a chance of winning this fight

As I prepared myself to punch him in the face I felt my foot slip forwards causing me to stumble backwards landing on my ass

'Shit the floors wet!'

Due to my backwards fall he had enough time to recuperate

As soon as he could inhale properly he looked towards me with an evil smile

Before I knew it he raised his leg and kicked me in the face causing my to slam the back of my head into the hard tiles

My head was throbbing from the front and back making the pain excruciating

Before I knew it he was kneeling over me and punching my face repeatedly

He punched me again and again and again and again

until he was completely satisfied

I lost count of the number of times he had punched me in the face

After a while everything had become numb and I had entered a state of both consciousness and unconsciousness

"Phew, I'm feeling SO much better now"

"You sure you don't wanna punch him a few more times?"

"Nah, one more punch and this weakling will probably die"

Kicking me in the side he went back to Dick

"What do we do with him though?"

"Who cares? Let's just leave him"

"Do you guys now see how strong I am?"

"If he didn't slip you would've gotten you ass handed to you"

They all got dressed and left leaving me to slowly fall asleep on the cold floor