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Realistic or Modern Washington High School: Student Chronicles

Butch heard Syo yell to him; maybe he was just tripping really badly? It didn't matter though; because Butch couldn't move anymore, and Vargas was on him like an angry guerrilla. Pounding the shit out of his face and stomach. There was absolutely no strategy behind his punches, but they definitely hurt. Butch couldn't even feel the pain anymore at this point, the drugs were hitting their peak. Out of pure instinct though, Butch gouged Vargas' eyes. Vargas then shot up in pain and started walking away; throwing the fight due to him now being blind. Butch still couldn't stand. The crowd went insane; they wanted blood, and they got it. Multiple people recorded the fight, posting it youtube and Facebook. It's a shame his old friend Manny didn't bet on him, because now he was out 10g's. On the other hand, Principle Darlene made bank; putting 20g's on the table and earning 80. Butch would earn 30g's from the fight itself.


" Bandit's the winner!!! I can't believe my f*cking eyes!!! Somebody help this man up!! "


Butch was completely awake, he just couldn't move his body anymore. He was slowly getting the feeling back, but he needed to leave the stage.
 
Syo ended up getting pushed out of the way by the crowd, (''Sh- Wh- Watch the guitar-'') unable to see what was going on, and she started getting a little bit panicky, trying to get to a place where she could see what had happened. The crowd's volume went up so suddenly she actually squeaked in surprise, pushing past people with the aim of getting as close to the front as she could. Butch was lying on the floor, with Vargas storming off, hands clutching at his eyes. She appeared close to the front of the crowd, her face half visible. She kind of looked like she was trying to say something, but if she was, it was getting drowned out.
 
Butch started laughing heavily. After a while, the crowd went completely silent. He continued to laugh.


" What's up?! C'mon bro!!! Hahaha!! Hahahahaha!!! Please let me fucking kill you Vargas!!! C'mon man!! "


Butch was talking to the ceiling, since he was completely laying on the ground still.


" Manny!!! Manny you F*ucking loser!! You out there?! You mad bro?! Come get me! "


Butch somehow managed to crawl and stand. Limping like nobody's business back through the exit, then into the locker room. The principles security guards didn't help; she probably wanted him dead so she wouldn't have to pay him, but she wouldn't hold out forever. Butch got changed real quick and limped outside, openly snorting out of his baggy of coke.
 
She watched him leave quietly, before deciding she probably had to leave, too. Syo wasn't sure she wanted to stay in here long. She made her way outside, taking great care to make sure her guitar didn't get any more damaged, and debated whether she should approach Butch or not. Something told her she shouldn't, since he'd just been in a fight. Not to mention he was probably high as fuck right now.
 
Was Manny truely too scared to tag him now? He was out in the open, injured. Maybe he was waiting for Butch to get his share, then rob him blind. Butch's goons pull up, along with footballers from the highschool. Both of them raving. The footballers wanted to beat the snot out of Butch when he was defenseless, but his goons knew something was up. Butch's goons and the footballers started a group brawl outside the Fight House. One of the footballers tackling Butch to the ground.
 
She thought she heard more noise coming from a little further away from where she was, and, curious, she headed over there to investigate. Another fight? She watched from a distance, edging nearer cautiously to get a closer look, before noticing one of the footballers, tackling Butch. Were they being serious? It was pretty clear Butch wasn't in any condition to keep on fighting.. But then again, that's probably why they chose to do it now. Without thinking, she stepped out from the wall she had been standing behind, with a, ''Hey, stop tha- aaaat..'' Her voice went quiet, and she stood there awkwardly. Oops. She kind of felt like she wasn't meant to do that.
 
One of Butches goons kneed the footballer in the face; then getting almost destroyed by another. Butches goons were losing the brawl, and Butch himself was losing his mind.


" Troops! What?! We fight every f*cking weekend!!! We do this shit for fun you god damn pussies!!! "


Butch shot up and led the charge; Butch getting decked down to the ground. He motivated his boys though, they were getting ruthless; biting necks and shit. Police sirens ca be heard in the distance; making everyone somehow stop fighting. Everyone bolted in either which way, allowing Butch to gather the strength to ride his bike; on his way out, he noticed little Syo standing there looking friegtened. She would get arrested as a whiteness if she were caught around here.


" Get on the bike Syo! We need to roll out of here now! "


He tossed Syo his helmet; completely serious. He didn't want to involve her in his bullshit.
 
Syo caught the helmet, opening her mouth to say something, but shook it off and jumped onto the bike, deciding to save it for later. She really, really didn't want to get caught around here, even if she didn't technically do anything. ''Um..'' She mumbled. ''Are you okay?"
 
Butch couldn't hear over the massive power of the bike. He took out his baggy and a straw, snorting the rest of the coke. He then sped off, going top speed down the road. Two police cars were chasing after them.


" Pull over now! "


Butch didn't respond; he only blared his rap music all the way up and screamed into the air. He was swerving, being reckless. He wouldn't wreck though, not with Syo in the back. Butch made a sharp turn into an alleyway and shifted onto another road. The cop cars had to go an alternative route, making escape more of a chance. Driving even faster, he turned into an abandoned building and quickly shut off his bike, putting down the side holder so the bike would stand on itself, and falling off. The police sirens sped past them, not noticing his detour. They got away clean. Butch layed on the ground, twitching a little.
 
Syo, panicked, twisted slightly to watch the two police cars chasing them, and gripped the sides of the vehicle, heart pounding. Were they gonna get caught? And even if they weren't, was Butch gonna crash? She glanced over at him, concerned.


She, too, fell off the bike, immediately sitting back up, slightly confused. ''Did..Are.. We're okay now, right?'' Syo turned to see him lying on the ground. ''Hey, are you okay?"
 
Butch looked at her with a stern face, he was about to freak out about her hanging out in bad places like the fight house; then it turned into a smile. His jaw couldn't open all the way properly, and his head felt like it was boiling. Ringing was going through his ears as he tried to lift himself up using his arms; but couldn't, because his arms were probably out of their sockets. His heart was beating incredibly fast, slowing very little each heart beat. Blood was slowly dripping out his nose, and he still layed on the dirt ground.


" Yeah girly, we alright... "


He was going to come down off the drugs soon; then he would feel everything how he should. He could hardly wait.


" Look... It's probably best you got out of here. Your good, the cops were probably locked onto me the whole time. They know my bike, and will probably catch me soon or later. Sorry for throwing that paper at you in class this morning... It was stupid... You were just trying to be funny or something. "
 
''Dude, it's fine. It was just paper.'' She shook her head, wondering why he was thinking about that stuff now. Syo glanced up, noticing his bleeding nose. ''Hang on..'' She rummaged around in her pockets, before pulling out an unopened packet of tissues triumphantly and tossing him it. ''I'll go once you're less..'' She gestured at him, trying to think of a word. ''..Less likely to crash a bike. You look pretty scary right now.'' Syo gave a small laugh. Plus, I have no idea where I am right now..She thought to herself. She knew she'd be fine, her dad wasn't back from work until really late, so she should be able to get back in time if she did get lost, which was comforting.
 
" I'm already home... "


Butch slightly shuffled up to a knee, then cris cross applesauced a seat. Butch likes to call it an apartment; but it's a room inside an abandoned hotel. It had working water and all in his room, and didn't even look too bad if you were to actually go inside. but everywhere else looked dead and beat up.


" My rooms up there a little ways... Stairs don't work anymore, so I have to wait till I'm better to climb up. "
 
''Huh?'' At that, she scanned her surroundings, but.. it just looked like an abandoned building. Did he really live here? ''..Here? I mean, like, no offence or anything..It just kinda looks, y'know, abandoned.''
 
Alex turned on his radio, buckling himself before pulling out of the parking space. He pulled out of the school, and sped up some when they were on an empty straight street. As they were cutting through the ghetto, they passed the fight club, cops all over the place. Alex slowed down to the speed limit, careful not to mess up, these cops looked pissed. He kept driving, pulling into a fancy community, and pulling up next to a two story white house. Lexi got out, saying her goodbyes before heading up the driveway and into the house.


Alex glanced to Solana, "so, what's your favorite kind of ice cream? " He asked as he drove down the street, heading for DairyQueen.
 
Solana sat patiently in her seat, looking out the window happily. Her smile faltered, wiping off completely to become a frown as she looked at the amount of police cars there were.


"I wonder what happened here..." She said to no one in particular. She pushed it to the back of mind as they continued until they reached the house. She looked at the house, making a small noise of interest. IT was truly a nice house.


She glanced over at Alex when he spoke. "...Chocolate. I like chocolate ice cream."
 
Butch managed to get the strength to stand up.


" Just... Go home already. This ain't a place for you... "


Butch climbed the abandoned building and entered his room. His room looked nice for the most part; kind of like single guys pad. He literally walked to his bed, then passed out.


((I'll post when a time skip happens or something lol; Butch is kinda messed up right now.))
 
Alex turned into the parking lot of Dairy Queen, and shut the car down. He unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car, leaving his bag inside. He walked up to the door, before holding it it open for Solana.
 
Solana climbed out of the car and saw that he left his bag. She thought about it for a few seconds before letting her bag fall back onto her seat. She closed the door and turned, smiling at Alex when she saw he was opening the door. She walked inside, glancing back at him.


"Thank you." She said, her voice soft.
 
Syo headed back home. She was pretty worried about Butch, but she figured he could probably handle himself, otherwise he wouldn't have told her to leave. She slipped back into the house before her dad returned from work and headed upstairs.


 
(just a heads up, i can get online late tonight, but from tomorrow until Friday i can only stay up til 9:00 pm british time)
 
(( In like two days; I'm not gonna be able to get on for about 2 weeks because of work reasons. Might just imprison Butch until I get back lol.))
 
(Ah, oke! I just realized I should probably post this on the OOC but i wasnt sure if everyone here was watching the topic so they mightn't of got the notification anyway xDD)
 
Eliza pulled her old beater into DQ, and shut it down. She grabbed her wallet from her bag and got out of the car. What do I want? She thought to herself as she walked in. School was always a pain. Even as she tried to keep to herself, everyone decided that she was labeled the freak. Eliza wanted to move as soon as she could.
 

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