C3 Three

Yesterday, when I got home from the gym, I took a relaxing long bath and relaxed. It hurt my brain to disagree with Ethan, because I was sick of his attitude. He was so arrogant and narcissistic that I was just wanting to hit him in the chest. I'm definitely going to have another day...

After shifting, I sighed and lay down on my bunk. Unfortunately, I had to admit that he was sexy. Scratch, he wasn't attractive, he was really attractive. Those brown eyes and soft hair could attract a girl from miles away, but not me.

I actually fell asleep, the last thought of Ryder's dumb face...

"Sorry!"

A girl ran into me and jammed my finger into the door of the locker. Ouch, guy.

Before I could turn around and say it was all right, she interrupted me.

"Pl-please don't hurt me," she pled over her face with her fingertips.

I lifted my eyebrow. "Why would I hurt you?"

She looked out from under her arms and looked at me with cautious eyes. "Well, because th-what that's you do. Fight people."

How the heck did she know I was fighting?

But I was telling her. "What do you mean?"

"The video, about you, it's all over YouTube."

I sighed, and I glanced around. A lot of people began to form a circle around me and the child. What kind of video? I stared at some of the people videotaping, and they immediately put their phones back in their pockets.

"Look, I don't know what you're talking about, but I don't beat people up."

"Are you sure?"

I was scoffing. "Yeah, never been surer. Why?"

"Well, the video is of you beating up a big guy at a gym. And another of you yelling at... Ethan"

Last night, I actually recalled the little inconvenient point. There was a gasp from the audience as they hurriedly clicked their phones to watch the footage.

"Here it is!" shouted one man, and a sort of people circled around his phone.

I advanced past a couple of them and stood next to the man. There was a blurry video played on his computer. And what I saw made me cry.

It was me, man.

Beating the man in the gym.

And then it was switched...

To me, to fight with Ethan.

The POV of Ethan

I can't believe she had the nerve to talk to me like that. What the heck does she think she is? Shoving me in the chest and asking me what to do with it.

Today, I wanted to ditch school and go to work instead. The gym was where I could do something, and I feel like I could do something about it.

But for Hailey. My mind said that.

I dismissed my thoughts and pressed towards the entrance. I turned around right away to make sure that Hailey wasn't here. Am I afraid of her? No, no. Not me, man.

Since yesterday, I was curious about what she said. Yeah, I'm a cocky man, but that's who I am. But the fact that she called me a pitiful one...

I haven't been able to let her get away with this one.

No one, and I mean no one, is talking to me like that. If you do, you're calling for a wish to die.

But, uh, Hailey...

I don't know what happened to me. It may have been her closeness, or maybe it was her intimidation. I don't know why. But all I can know is that it will never happen again.

I pushed past the door and made my way to the back of the gym. Yesterday, she used my hitting back. Mine, guy. There was certainly a hell to pay for.

I took my top off as Feliciano Bozzili's voice came up next to me.

"Hey bro, haven't seen you in a while," he said.

I hit his back and dragged him in for an embrace. "Hey Feliciano! Where've you been?"

"Back in Italy, fighting off the burglars, you know?"

"That's great man, how's Giana?"

Suddenly, he grew depressed and shrugged. "I don't know, man. I proposed to her, but I guess she freaked and ran off."

I patted the back of him. "It's okay bro, she doesn't deserve a man like you."

We laughed for a bit before Feliciano took his phone out. "I didn't know you had a girl of your own, Ethan."

I sighed and stared at what he was doing. "What do you mean?"

He pointed to a video that was playing on his phone. "This one."

I saw the video playing with horrifying humiliation. Hailey pulled me back, pointed her fist in my face, and now she was debating with me. I could hear every word of it.

"What the hell?" I turned back to my punching bag and smashed my fist against it. "Who posted that?"

He shrugged, guy. "I dunno man, but she seems scary. But she's hot. Nice job, bro."

No, no, no, it was certainly not a fun work. I bet they all saw that at school. Now they know there's someone out there who can relate to me like that. Fuck, man.

I took my things, didn't bother to train today, and walked back to the gate.

"Sorry Felix, I'll see you later!" I shouted back to him.

"Where you going?"

I pulled the door open with a bang.

"I'm going to find Hailey."