You and your best friend Nana were walking down the hallway of your high school, trying to get to lunch.
"(N-name)?...(Name). (name)! I-it's them!", she whimpered and hugged your arm. She was of course talking about the school bullies. "T-they're down the hall"
"You're not scared of them, are you Nana?"
"M-me? Hell no!"
"Cool! You shouldn't because I'm here to protect you!", you patted her on the head as you two continued to walk.
"I don't need you to! I can fight for myself!", Nana pouted. "Plus I don't think they would pick a fight with a girl. I'm too pretty!"
"Nana, stop being s-" Your train of thought was cut off by a slamming sound. You look up and that punk Mathew Williams was trying to get money from some other unsuspecting kid. He really got on your nerves.
"Hey fucker! Leave the kid alone!", you yelled and pointed at the blonde.
"(name)! What are you doing?!", Nana grabbed your wrist and tried to pull you away.
"Stop! He can't just pick on kids like that! He didn't do anything! Let him go asshole!"
"(name)! C-come on! Don't! Please! For me!" You looked at Nana's concerned expression and sighed.
"Wait", Mathew loosened his grip on the boy who quickly ran away.
"She's sorry! She's sorry! She's really very sorry! Please don't hurt her!", Nana pleaded for you.
"Nana stop that!"
"Shut the hell up. We're not gonna hurt her", Alfred, Mathew's brother and fellow bully, told Nana.
"Give me your money", Mathew demanded of Nana.
"That's it! You're not taking her money!"
"What are you gonna do about it?", Alfred shoved you. You turned around and punched him.
Alfred grabbed your wrist and yanks you. He lifts his hand to, of course, pimp slap you like the bully he is until. "Alfred...leave her alone", his brother stopped him.
"Shut up! I said to fucking leave her alone!"
"Dude. Shit man!", Alfred complained before pushing you onto the ground. You just sat there and glared up at the red-eyed asshole.
Mathew walked over to you and bent down til he was eye level with you. He looked at you over his sunglasses then sucked his teeth. "Make sure you learn your place, girl"
"Fuck off. You two just stay away from Nana, got it?"
Mathew cocked his head to the side then fixed his sunglasses before standing back up. "Whatever girl"
"I have a name!"
"I don't care what it is", he assured you and walked off with his brother.
~Next day(cause of awesomeness!)~
Nana was still lecturing you about Yesterday.
"You shouldn't just go causing trouble like that! Do you know how worried I was?!"
You sigh, "Very. You told me like twelve times and that was just on the bus ride here. Come on. I get it Nana. I won't worry you just out of the blue like that again. I'm sorry ok"
"...You better be (name)...I'mma...I'mma get my stuff outta my locker. I'll meet you in class ok?"
"Don't get into any trouble, missy"
"That's my line! Get to class! I don't need you watching over me!", Nana asserted and stuck her tongue out.
"Go get your stuff!", you laughed and playfully nudged her. "little baby sometimes"
Nana smiled and set off to her locker. She opened her locker and looked for her book when she heard, "Hey cutie!" In her head, she already registered the voice to belong to Alfred so she just hoped that he wasn't talking to her and continued to look for her book.
"Hey! Don't act like you can't hear me", he declared and hit the locker next to her. Nana yelped but tried to catch herself.
"I-I uhm d-didn't know you were t-talking...t-to me I mean! I-I was...a-and uhm"
"You're cute when you're scared", he remarked and touched her cheeks.
"P-please...I-I don't like the t-touching"
He grinned, "But you're my girlfriend now"
"I-I don't think th-that I'm ok with that"
"Who said it was a fucking option?"
"Y-you're totally right! You didn't ask my opinion! I'm sorry!", Nana jumped and the bell rung.
"I gotta go!", Nana slammed her locker and ran off to class.
When she barged into class, you noticed the flustered look on her face.
"What did you do now Nana?", you joked but she still had that weird look. "...What happened?"
"...It's nothing you should concern yourself with (name)! I got it!"
"Did those punks mess with you again?!"
"No! Damn it! I can handle it! Leave it alone, ok?!", she argued with you before storming off to her seat.
You sat back down and just wondered 'What the hell is her problem? She's always moodswinging'
Go ahead. Question my sanity. I wrote this for no reason really like last month....bia!