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Beautiful Boy
Beautiful Boy
Author: Cr4vinz

Chapter 1

If eyes could kill I'd be dead.

"Just keep your eyes down Loa, don't loo-,"

Danielle went down before me . . .  crashing into the concrete, scraping knees against the group, blood being drawn, I shut my eyes and freeze knowing I should've run.

"Where are you two going in such a rush?" Our predator circled us, and to be completely honest I was getting tired of his shit. But what could I do? Being tall doesn't help you out, I don't work out and the most fulfilling thing I've had for lunch in the past few months is ramen noodle cups with the plastic vegetables.

"Mace just leave us alone, please," I say lowly as I help Danielle up. We were drawing a crowd.

I hated this.

No one would scream stop when he bashed our faces into the ground, no one would call for help when he stomped on our hands and twisted our ankles.

"Shut up Loa, what do you always have to be so bitchy?" He snorts and I roll my eyes, not at him but the ground. We were surrounded.

Mace Evans was the school's 'bully', except, he only bullied us. Two poor girls growing up in a broken background pulled into a world of rich kids with daddies who throw hundred dollar bills at them when they're depressed. He was tall and fat and reeked of pizza rolls. His hair was to his shoulder, un-kept and greasy. Mace was as pale as a ghost and sweated buckets even when he was simply standing.

A slap rings me out of my inner thoughts and I gasp for air as my palms hit the ground, causing an electric shock.  Two of his friends grabbed Danielle and began dragging her away screaming. I tried to stand and reach for her but Mace pushed me back onto the floor.

I looked up at him and tried to kick his chins but he merely collapsed on top of me and began choking. Everyone stood around cheering from him, throwing in kicks at me when they could as I tried to block them off with a fat heavy hand clamped around my neck. He grinned his spoilt teeth at me as I desperately tried to claw at his arms. My mind remained on Danielle, I could only imagine what she was going through right now, and I didn't want to.

Black spots blurred my vision as his grip got tighter. "St-" I couldn't finish it, I felt like my neck was being crushed. He lifted me for a second only to harshly shove me back to the ground causing pain to soar through my head.

I was about to give in to the pain when his hand was finally lifted and his body when soaring into the other direction. Heaving, I rolled over perhaps to get more air in and noticed a giant standing over Mace. He angrily stomped on his head, and the crowd went quiet as the giant's friends jumped in. Mace screamed from under him, blood now pouring out from the same place of his face. I didn't know what to do, so I thought about seeking Danielle but I just felt so weak, so dizzy.

Nevertheless, I stood drowsily and limped in the direction of the school only to have a hand clamp around my arm. I scream and try to pull it away but the person is strong. A giant stood before me, his eyes still ablaze and filled with furry.

"Wh- what do you want?" I ask, scared out of my mind and he only begins dragging me in the direction of his truck I assume. Great, now I was being kidnapped.

"Hey!" I yelled but he ignored me and threw me into the back. I tried to open it up but it seemed that child's lock was on.

"P-please don't kidnap me! My friend she's-"

"She's fine." He says roughly, starting up the engine and quickly heading out of the school. I look back and find Mace on the floor, unconscious. People stood over him taking pictures and I shook my head at the scene. I silently wondered if he was dead.

"How do you know? What are you doing?"

"The words are thank you. I didn't have to save your ass." He grunts and I sigh.

"Thank you . . . So you're... not, kidnapping me?"

"No," is all he says and I lean back in my seat slowly, the headache making itself known again. I guess it was more comfortable here than under the hands of those bullies.

"Who are you?" I ask after a moment, closing my eyes. I hoped that he wouldn't snarl at me, or bite my head off because from what I saw back there, he was not to be messed with.

"Sammy."

"Okay. . . Sammy . . .  what were you doing at my school?"

"I go to your school. " He looks offended as he glances at me in the mirror and I gape. He does?

"Oh. . . But you're like twenty."

"I'm seventeen." Frowning, my eyes drop to his body which barely fits on the car seat. It was brought all the way back because of his long legs and his face just didn't scream teenager to me with the light gruff that covered his cheekbones, and his defined jawline.

"Why haven't I seen you in any of my classes?"

"You do B level subjects, I'm on Z."

My mouth almost drops open as I realize that this ma- boy, is in the top classes. They're separated from us because they move at a much faster level. They get picked for everything, school debates, contest, event planning, they were at the top of the hierarchy.

"So won't what you just did affect your record?" He shrugs.

"Probably."

"Probably? And you're not worried?" He shrugs again and I can't help but eye him as if he was crazy.

"Is he dead?" I hesitated and his eyes meet mine in the mirror as he smirks.

"Probably."

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C.J
awesome opening chapter... I'm glued here our seems. lol
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