Mid to High Level BadBwai in my year is picking on my mate....
....i was in my vigilante mode and marched up to him and told him to leave him alone, after much talk we agree that afterschool in the jungle (small area of trees and foliage at the far end of the football field with enough cover for cigarettes/drinking/soft drugs/snogging/fingering/shagging etc). After a terrifying school day that dragged on like pergatory i found myself shaking as i walked across the gravel toward the jungle, as i get there he's already waiting, looking more scared than i was which gave me hope. I stepped up into the circle of about 50 kids who turned up for the fight. I raise my fist in a boxing stance and POW! out of nowhere i get belted right in the jaw. After i came out of shock i saw him stood there looking at me in disbelief and then came the red mist.
I Flew at him all guns blazing, must have landed about 6 blows to his head before he dropped. I wanted out of there, now! I turned away immediately and marched toward the gate, heart pounding in my chest when out of nowhere i feel a kick in my back and the kerb flying up toward my face. After much kicking of the head and begging for mercy I ended up with a nemesis for the rest of my life and a bit more respect because everyone said I had the better of the fight and he was a shithead for kicking me when my back was turned. I lost the battle but won the war. Last time i saw that cunt he was working in a second hand shop and im in a high paying job for a prestige car company. Two - Nil,Two - Nil,Two - Nil,Two - Nil,Two - Nil,Two - Nil,Two - Niiiiil........
(TheUnf0rg1ven AKA Pol Pot AKA Osama Bin Laden AKA C0UN7Z3R0, Tue 14 Mar 2006, 22:34, Reply)