Fight back

Henry P.O.V.

"Hey, man, it's the first day of our school, but we already got probation for being late." Stephen chuckled loudly. I sat down across him and leaned my back on the couch to relax my body.

"But among us all, Henry is looked feeling good." Ray took a glimpse at me. "Henry, do you like that girl? I noticed you got interested in her." He added.

They stared at me and waited for me to respond. "Figure it with yourself," I replied, which caused my friends to groan aloud.

"I am quite shocked that you got interested in Viola Miller." Shaine shrugged and stared at me.

"Do you know her?" I asked hopefully,

"No, but I got some information about her. As far as I learned, she only has one friend, Jasmine Patterson, daughter of the vice president of PS Corporation. Some students said that no one wants to be her friends because she is too difficult to be her friend. Moreover, someone also said that some girls love to bully her."

Bully? I never thought anyone wants to bully her. I noticed something different about her from other girls. She didn't recognize me or know my identity. I guess she is probably not interested in anything.

I could see within her eyes how complicated she is. Despite her nuisance, she looked beautiful in her captivating deep blue eyes. It makes me wanted to gaze at it longer. Her temptatious lips, alluring face, and dazzling green eyes, I am quite impressed by her attractive beauty, and yet, no one gives attention to it. I still don't know what kind of personality she has, but she is different from other girls I know. Actually, it gives me the determination of wanting to approach her.

"Henry! Henry!" I snapped out from my deep thoughts when Allen suddenly calls out my name. "Yeah, what?" I answered blankly.

"I bet Henry is still thinking of Viola," Ray said, which causes them to laugh out loud.

"So, Henry, what are you going to do now?" Allen asked, couldn't stop smiling at me. I smiled back at him as I instantly realized the things I'm going to do next.

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Viola P.O.V.

After our class in the morning, Jasmine and I decided to take lunch in the Cafeteria and hopefully, no one will disturb us. As we walked inside the Cafeteria, there is a lot of costly mouthwatering and luscious food lined up in the counter. Honestly, it made me feel confused about what I will choose.

After buying food, Jasmine and I sat down at one of the vacant tables and placed our food tray in it. However, someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere and took our place. "Oops, we already take this place. So, get out of our sights, losers." A woman wearing an expensive sexy short dress and thick makeup sniggered scornfully.

Her name is Christine Ross. Her father is quite an influential politician in London. That's why no one wanted to mess up with her. As we expected, people will only acknowledge your worth when you are rich, famous, and attractive.

"Christine, you're quite unruly. We got here first." Jasmine glared her eyes fiercely at Christine. Her voice became rough due to exasperation.

"Then, what are you gonna do, loser?" Christine's friend, Mia, said sneeringly to provoke Jasmine. Their infuriating and insulting laughs on their face made Jasmine clench her hands into a fist in frustration. But I was unfazed by their insults.

"Jas, let's go. Don't mind them." I pulled my hand in front of Jasmine to stop her from doing anything worse. I looked at them impassively.

"But. Viola! These are not right!" Jasmine exclaimed while holding those tears in the corner of her eyes from falling. "What they did to us is too much. These fucking bitches deserve-"

Jasmine cut off her words when Christine attempted to pour a glass of juice to Jasmine. But, thankfully, I immediately moved my body closer to take Jasmine's place and let the glass of orange juice spilled all over my head and body instead of Jasmine.

"Viola!" Jasmine gasped shockingly.

"It deserves you right, though Jasmine should be the one to take it." Christine scoffed wickedly and moved closer to me. "Christine!" Jasmine snarled at her. When she was about to grab her hair, I instantly seized her hand. Jasmine turned her head and glowered at me as I shake my head in opposition.

"And now what! Do you want to taste this glass of juice too?" Mia said and looked at us with a death stare.

Students who witnessed the scene immediately grabbed their phones and took a video to us. They started to encircle and booing us. "This gonna be a hot potato in our tabloids." I could hear a group of students murmuring while holding their phone in their grasp.

"Besides, your friend is too coward to fight back, especially for your sake. So, why don't you withdraw right now while you still can." Christine caught a glimpse at me. Jasmine looked at me with a disappointed face.

Jasmine forcibly let go of her hand from my grip and ran away from us. I could tell that she is crying as she strode outside the Cafeteria. "Oh no, your friend already abandoned you. Viola, eventually, you're still a coward and forsaken by your only and precious friend." Christine scoffed viciously and sly.

But, I chuckled aloud at those words coming from her mouth. I couldn't stop holding myself from laughing at her preposterous words. Christine and her friends stared at me with a confused face and thought how insane I am.

"I'm sorry, it's just," I came closer to Christine while holding my laughter. "I realize how nincompoop and ignorant you are," I whispered contemptuously in her ears. She moved her eyes to meet mine and scowled at me. Her hands started to clench into a fist.

I could predict what move she will do next. As Christine raised her hand to slap my face, I stayed still and let her continue. However, someone suddenly appeared in front of us and grabbed Christine's hand to stop her as soon as she is about to slap me.

"H-Henry?"

Christine gasped and stuttered as she turned her head and saw Henry gripping her wrist.

"How about you stop right now. You only let yourself getting hurt this delicate hand of yours." That man said and caressed her hand on his grasp. I felt disgusted at his honey words.

Christine lowered her hand and stared fixedly at that man with fluttering eyes. I could see excitement and lust within her eyes. I probably should go now. Their presence only makes me feel disdain. Besides, my clothes and head smelled orange juice.

I turned my body around and walked through the crowds while holding my head high. Thankfully, their attention focused on Christine and that annoying man. They completely forgot my presence.

I immediately went to my locker to get my extra clothes and instantly proceeded to the comfort room. As I strode outside the toilet after fixing myself, I noticed that man standing across me and leaned his back on the wall like he is waiting for someone.

I continued walking through the path to the hallway until that man blocks my way abruptly. I tilted my head to face him and glared my eyes at him. "What?" I said, sounded irritation.

But he didn't reply to me. He only stared at me and mockingly smirked like he's having fun. His scornful reaction totally made my blood boil in my veins. I bit my bottom lip in frustration, but still trying to hold my anger deep inside.

"Get the fucking out of my way. Otherwise," I frowned in a rough voice to threaten him.

"Otherwise?" He scoffed and waited for me to say my threat.

I didn't say any words. Instead, I turned around and walked away from that man. I shouldn't waste my time dealing with those useless people. Besides, I need to talk to Jasmine. Thankfully, he didn't follow me anymore.

I grabbed my phone and tried to contact Jasmine, but I can't reach her. She's mad at me because of what happened earlier. Nonetheless, I have a reason why I did it. Now, I need to explain it to her, and there is only one place that she always goes to whenever she feels mad or anxious.

I went to her parents' house, bringing Jasmine's favorite snacks, cake pops, and smores.

As I press the doorbell, Jasmine's mother, Mrs. Janelle, opened the door for me. "Oh, Viola, it's good to see you here. Come in," She let me came in. "Good day Mrs. Janelle." I greeted and gently smiled at her. Jasmine is Mrs. Janelle's second version of herself. They are too lookalike, especially their eyes and the way they smile.

"By the way, Jasmine is in her room. I heard you two fought with each other in school. She's in a bad mood right now." Mrs. Janelle said softly.

"It's a long story, but it's my entire fault. I made Jasmine cry. So, I need to fix this." I said and lowered my eyes down. Mrs. Janelle placed her hand at my shoulder and gave me an assuring look. "Don't worry. It's normal for best friends to argue. Everything will be fine."

I nodded at her and walked towards Jasmine's room while carrying the snacks in my grasp. "Jas," I knocked on the door and called her name softly.

"Go away, Viola. You're such a bad friend." I could hear Jasmine raising her voice and cursing inside her room. "Can you open the door? Please, I brought your favorite snacks, cake pops, and s' mores ." I said, tried to convince her.

After a few minutes, she slowly opened the door and slipped her eyes through the door to observe me. She pulled her hand and wanted me to give the boxes. Still, her face looks angry.

"Here," I immediately gave it to her. For Jasmine, she can't deny or refuse to eat those favorite foods of her. She immediately grabs the boxes of cake pops and s' mores.

"Get inside," She said while pouting. My eyes wandered around her room. It still looks exactly the same when I first visit her. "Goddammit. Viola, why did you not fight back, and just let them humiliate you in front of them?" Jasmine shrugged and raised her voice at me. She opened one of the boxes and greedily ate the cake pops in frustration.

"Eat slowly, Jasmine," I warned and caressed her back. "I didn't want to fight back, not because I am a coward, Jasmine. I'm just finding the right time and moment to get revenge. But earlier is not the best time."

"Then, are you saying that you do have a plan?" Jasmine's eyes brightened as she asked me, hopefully. I didn't utter any words and just smiled at her as a response.