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"Now come on Rick, there's no need to hide from the culprit.
Rather than fighting back, the pain had taken over and I was trying to recover.I was glad for my lateness as I wouldn't have to walk through corridors full of kids staring at me and gaping as they noticed my face, but then realised I'd have to walk into my class, full of people who would see my straight away. There were gasps from people dotted around the room as my face came into view, despite me doing my best to shuffle hastily to my seat. " "Oh um" I stuttered, not wanting to get myself into trouble or inform more people of the embarrassment I had suffered."I walked into a locker" I said, very unconvincingly.Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all I thought to myself, and half smiled at the stupidity of that thought. We had arrived at the room, and Alan walked in first. I had hoped the class may not have properly started yet and people were still talking, but it seemed as though the lesson had literally just started and the teacher, Mr Smith, was introducing the day's topic, so all eyes were on the front of the classroom; unfortunately, this was where the door was situated.I proceeded to wash my face for a few minutes and tried to sort out my shirt, a little blood had dripped onto it, which was pretty difficult to wash out. "Oh hey Alan," I glumly said as I turned the corner of the corridor and my friend (who hates football) came into view. "Sorry we're late sir" Alan said, trying to distract the attention away from me.In school uniform we weren't too different in stature, both pretty tall and not amazingly muscular, but who is when they're 15..refused and I pushed him.
In retaliation, he lashed out, punching me in the face.
I had about 7 or 8 female friends I was reasonably close to and felt I had realistic potential with, but I had always been pretty timid around girls.
I wasn't one to flirt massively or make my intentions very obvious, or even make a genuine move.
I just left it and looked at myself again in the mirror. I sighed, knowing the inevitable questioning that was going to come from almost everyone I would see. "That's ok" he said understandingly, "Try not to be late again though please." He was one of the more lenient teachers, I was not surprised by this reaction.
I walked out of the toilets and started walking towards my history class, the bell for the end of registration and beginning of classes had already gone a few minutes ago. However, Alan was not an invisibility cloak and couldn't block off the gazes of the entire room of 25 students. Your eye's black and there's blood all over your face and shirt!
My year group was turning 16, the legal age in England for sex.