Chapter 1 - Elusive Work

It's been a month since that happened. Now, everyday, I find ways to annoy him. Today, I hit him repeatively in the back of the head with pieces of paper. I made it a game, even. 3 points if it hit him, 5 if it hit his head, and 10 if it stuck to his stupid, Orange hair. I was having fun when I felt a sudden, strong wave of pressure hit me. I couldn't breathe for a couple seconds and my head was slowly being pushed to the desk. Thankfully, the bell rang and he left quickly. After he left, the pressure went away and I gathered up my stuff. I went through the rest of my boring school day before walking home alone. Or, at least I thought I was alone. I walked past a playground, but stopped when I heard a crunch sound. I turned around and saw a small group of punks had stepped on a flower memorial for some dead kid. That pissed  me off. Then one of them said, "hey hottie, want someone to quence your thirst?~" and his lackies snickered. That was what set me off. I turned quickly and kicked him in the dick before kneeing him in the face. He fell to the ground and his lackies started to gang up On me when someone kicked them in the back of the heads. Once I saw who it was, I glared at him, saying, "I didn't need your help,Carrot-top!". He had on his famous scowl when he retorted back angerly, "At least I don't start fights, hot-head!". I got in his face and retorted back, "At least I don't go around being a perverted weirdo then denying it the next day!". He looked irritated as he looked away and muttered, "Your wasting my time." I was in mid-punch when Chad and the rest of the group caught up to us. I said coldly, "Tch. Waste of time? Your a waste of MY time, Carrot-top!". I stormed home and took most of my rage out on my pillow. Once night fell, I dawned some sweats, a loose fitting shirt, and a baggy hoodie and walked outside, waiting for the monster's howl. A few minutes walking later, the monster appeared in the park next to me. The ghost of the kid ran towards me, leading the monster my way. I was ready to fight. I jumped and was about to hit it with  when something sliced through it's arm. It reacted violently and grabbed me by my middle and slammed me against the ground. I couldn't breathe as the air was knocked out of me, but I charged my fists again with energy just as the monster moved in to bite me. I thrust my fist into it's mouth and blast my energy straight through it. As the monster dissipated, my vision grew blurry and I had a ringing in my ears. I felt someone pick me up and right before I passed out, I was able to say wearily, "th-thank you. . . .".