Expectations of Pride Part 1

The nerve. The gull. The completely and utter disrespect!!

Freshmen Sleph Erran positively radiated anger as he stormed after the senior who had just pushed him out the way. No one ever treated him like that. No one.

“You!!” He yelled after the senior. He grabbed his arm when he finally managed to catch up. He jerked him to face him.

He glared unwaveringly as the foot taller senior glared down at him. “What the hell do you want fishie?”

Oh. He didn’t just insult him on top of it? He did. Sleph growled for a moment and pushed his glasses back up his nose. “I demand an apology.”

The senior stared at him before he looked at his friends. They all laughed.

That was all Sleph could take as he lunged at the senior. He knocked him to the due to the senior’s surprise. He then punched as hard as he could in the face before the senior’s friends attempted drag him off.

Sleph hissed as his wrist was gripped to tightly. He bit the hand as hard as he could, which resulted in a small cry of pain and blood pouring out of the wound. He was then punched soundly in the jaw by the senior underneath him, causing him to tumble off him.

Sleph felt someone sit on top of him and before he could react was punched again. Sleph bite back a painful cry and tried to hit the person, but Sleph was small for a freshmen. He couldn’t handle the seniors.

Before anything else could happen he vaguely heard someone yelling. He then felt the weight be removed off him and he was pulled roughly to his feet.

Sleph may have just nearly had his ass thoroughly kicked, but he still was very indignant at having to be saved and the rough treatment. “Don’t touch me!” He jerked his arm around from the person, who on closer inspection was a teacher. They annoyed him too.

The teacher glared at all them, but then placed her (upon even closer inspection was a flat chest female teacher) glare on the seniors. “What are you doing? Ganging up on a freshmen in the halls?!”

The senior, who was spotting a bloody nose, piped up. “Hey! He attacked me first!”

The teacher blinked a bit before she looked over at Sleph. “You attacked him first?”

Sleph was busy trying to make himself presentable, but he was a master of multi-tasking so he easily answered without bothering to look at any of them. “Of course. He pushed me, insulted me, then had the nerve to laugh. At. Me.” He snarled the last part. One might think that it was absolute blasphemy. Of course to Sleph, it was.

The teacher just stared at Sleph for a long moment. “Um, I guess.” She paused. “Go to the nurse’s office?” She said this all very slowly, she was clearly unsure of what to do in this situation.

“You’re joking? I have classes. I can’t waste any more time on this whole thing. Excuse me.” Sleph casually turned around. He ignored the teacher who yelled out after him as he started to walk off. They were all annoying.

That scenario didn’t turn out like he wanted. Sleph was mad at himself. Though, it wouldn’t be the first time he had gotten himself in over his head. Eventually he’d be able to handle those situations. He’d make those seniors regret it. He’d make everyone respect him.

Sleph made a grim face. At least, he would or he’d die in the process.