Unlikely Savior

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I am not what you would call a special guy. In fact I am hardly noticeable in the big wide world of high school. Not that it mattered anymore, I was an eighteen year old senior and I was getting ready to move on from this hell hole. No more being an outsider, a geek, a nerd, a doofus. No more Dungeons and Dragons or Magic the Gathering. No I would make a stand for myself in college. I was going to be one of the cool kids...err adults.

My name is Jake Ryan and I am a senior here at Bellmont High School. Four months from now I will be graduating and moving on with my life. Far away from watching the people around me live what appeared to be incredible lives. I often sat with my small group of friends and looked across the cafeteria to were all the cheerleaders and athletic girls hung out. To me they seemed like goddesses, heavenly bodies of womanly glory so far out of my reach I could never hope to attain them.

I would watch them kiss and hug and hang onto the jocks on campus, the royal fucktards with nothing going for them except good looks or whatever. Their existance was as swallow as their desires. They would talk about who was the hottest chick on campus and compete to see who could fuck the most sluts as they were called. Of course none of the girls knew that, or if they did, they ignored such insults. They would rather be pretty and popular than valued as people.

For example take Sarah Lovine, the captain of the varsity girls volleyball team. She was crafted from stone, a gift upon this Earth. I would treat her like the only star in the sky. She would be my everything. Yet she dated Chris Pecker who really was a giant dick. There was nothing redeeming about this prick, everyday I wake up hoping he gets hit by a car. But instead, I see him with my darling Sarah while I am alone and to shy to stand up for myself.

Maybe I'm just a dick too. Maybe I would have a girlfriend if I just grew a pair of balls.

After school one day I decided I would go up to Sarah and tell her how I feel. Even if she laughs at me, then at least I would have been man enough to say it. Right?
 
Good Lord, what a day it had been so far... and it was only lunch time!

I really think that it should be a crime to have two classes give pop quizzes on the same day...Don't get me wrong, I know I did OK and such but sometimes, it just takes a toll on the brain that early in the morning!

I should really know better, after all, things aren't always as they seem... take me, for instance... my name is Sarah Lovine, 18 years old and a senior in highschool. According to my advisors, I have a pretty good future ahead of me and life couldn't be more perfect!

How I wish that was so true. I mean, yes, I had several offers to different colleges on a sports scholarship and I had friends, no one really was a best friend, at least in my opinion... and I had a boyfriend of course...

But remember, I said it's not as it seems.

My friends. That's all they are in title. Friends. No one I would call a best friend (I said that already, didn't I? Hmm...) In fact, all the girls I did hang out with, were back stabbing little bitches that were just waiting for some rumor they could spread and make fun of the other students. I did my best to stay away from all that drama.

My family. Again, they look perfect on the outside but inside. Dad works WAY too much...meaning he's never home, perhaps once a week and then he's off again. Mom is well...she's having an affair with some guy she met a few months ago at work. I could really care less because in my eyes, she's only hurting Daddy if he were to find out.

Me. As I said, I'm 18, just by a few weeks. It's all good. School is good, sports is good...

My boyfriend. Chris. What can I say about him? He's an asshole...so why am I dating him? I don't know, perhaps it's because it's what is expected of me...in this high school social setting. I really don't look at us as boyfriend and girlfriend. I look at it more like, he's an ass and needs someone like me to have on his arm. Yet, what I'm sure no one knows is that he's a fucking lunatic! I had suggested we stop seeing each other but he got all fucking angry and slapped me. It wasn't just a slap, but more of a SLAP! Then he had grabbed my hair and said if he heard me talking like that again, he'd teach me a lesson.

See? Asshole.

Just stop seeing him? Sure, and then the rumors start. Yeah, no.... I just let it continue and threw myself into volleyball, taking out my aggression on that instead and what did it get me? A scholarship!

That's not really a great way to look at it, but hey, it was life in high school.

OK, back to today...the here and now. It was just after lunch and I was late to English. The halls were empty and I was trying to hurry, not paying attention and ended up running into Chris... oh great, I knew where this was going...

"Where the fuck were you last night?"

Oh God, I had conveniently forgot I was supposed to meet him after school so I 'could' hang out with him and his friends.

"Chris...not now.." I started but was quickly cut off when he pushed me against the lockers, making me drop my books I had been trying to stuff in my bag.

"I called you and you didn't answer. I sent texts, and you didn't respond! What the fuck?! Were you with another guy?"

I could only laugh, "Another guy?! Really Chris?! Other guys are afraid to fucking talk to me because of you--"

The laugh was quickly cut off with a hard slap across my face, causing my red hair to get messed up and fly in my face!
 
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Something people should know about me. I spent my entire childhood studying karate and kung fu. I grew up wanting to be like jean claude vandamme and bruce lee. Of course I learned to be mondest and gentoe at the same time. When I was fifteen I had a lung collapse on me and I was forced to cut back on the fighting and physical work. That is how video games and nerdy things caught my interest.

One of the biggest thing martial arts teaches you, is that never fight on purpose. My fists are for emergency defence and emergency defense only. So I keep that part of me to myself. But then I saw something that I could not stand. I was walking down the hall heading out to my car since I was done for the day.

I heard the sound of a girl crying out in pain and I looked up in time to see my angel and her boyfriend pressed against the lockers. Sarah's books were scattered on the ground like she had dropped them. Chris slapped her and hissed at her. My eyes went blood read. Nobody hits a girl in front of me. Especially not my dear Sarah.

I darted over to them, and I grabbed Chris by the wrist before he could hit her again. I spun him around and shoved him against the lockers. I went ballistic on him. "Do you like hitting girls you piece of shit?" I shouted and slugged him. His head bounced of the metal lockers and he tried to swing at me.

I blocked and then proceeded to best him senseless. When he finally skumped I soun to Sarah and grabbed her hand. "Get your books and come with me quickly.'" Once she had her stuff I pulled her out to the parking lot and opened the door for her. "Get in." I ordered.

Once we were driving away from the school I glanced at her. "Are you alright Sarah? Does the motherfucker hit you all the time like that. Cause that is unbelievable. I will beat the fuck out of him again if you want."
 
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Chris leaned closer to me, "Who else are you fucking little slut?!" He whispered harshly to me. I tried to answer as I brushed the hair out of my face, already I could taste the blood in my mouth and the side of my mouth burning.

"No one!" I whispered back as I waited for another hit...

But it didn't come! Instead, I saw Chris get hit himself and someone stop him! For that, I was grateful. I just wanted to get out of her.

I ignored the angry words from the other guy--I knew him! Jake....Jake something.... damnit, he was in one of my classes!

Bending down, I tried to get my stuff together but I kept dropping something else. Finally, I had them in a mess in my arms and Jake took my arm, leading me outside.

I didn't bother looking back at what happened to Chris, instead, I just went along with him because if anything, Chris would just come back with more and I would really get my ass kicked--again...

Getting into the car, I quickly put my seat belt on and started to busy myself with shoving my things into my bag, trying not to look at Jake so he wouldn't see my face.

"Are you alright Sarah? Does the motherfucker hit you all the time like that. Cause that is unbelievable. I will beat the fuck out of him again if you want."

"NO!" I said, shaking my head, lying. I didn't want anything else to happen, at least not now. There was only so much drama I could take..

I brought my hand up to my face and felt it, realizing it was a bit tender, "Why did you do that?" I asked, finally looking at him, "I mean, you didn't have to do that...yet you did....." I shuddered as I took a breath, "Thank you Jake......"
 
I looked at her with a carefuo glance. I never knew that she would know my name. I thought I was simply less that a blip on the radar at school. To think that Sarah had the time to know my name was amazing. It warmed my heart and left me with butterflies in my gut. "Anytime Sarah." I told her softly.

I sighed and pulled into my driveway making sure I left room for my parparents to pull into the garage. They both worked at a television studio so they always carpooled. I never had to worry about having to move my car later so they couod come in. I turned the car off and sighed, "Look Sarah. There are a lot of things I can ignore. But I will never watch a punk bitch like Chris ever hit a woman. Ever. I couldn't stand there and ignore what he was doing to you."

I shifted in my seat to look at her. "Why don't you come up to my room and unwind a bit. I know it's not the coolist thing you could do. But I would really like to be your friend."
 
I sat back in the seat as he parked and let out a deep breath. How did things get so ugly so fast?

Forcing a smile, I looked at Jake and nodded, "Thank you Jake. I really appreciate it and of course, I would never ask you, or anyone for that matter, to deal with Chris.....he just has a lot of things on his mind, I mean, prom is near, colleges are scouting...."

What the hell was I doing, making excuses for Chris? I quickly shut up and took another deep breath, "Yeah...I would like to come in and of course, I would like you as a friend Jake....thank you." I looked at him with tears in my eyes. Why the hell was I so emotional all of a sudden?!
 
I tried my best to ignore her excuses for Chris' behavior. They didn't make any sense and I wasn't about to bring that up to her, she had enough on her plate to deal with without me being judging. Still, how stressful could prom be? Certainly no excuse to hit a girl, there no very few excuses for a man to hit a woman and quite frankly she better be pointing a gun at him. Cause sometimes bitches need to know the limits. Just kidding.

Anyway I led Sarah into my house, and up to my room. I was a little nervous at what she would think because I did have a bunch of posters and statues all over the place. Most of the statues were collectables, some worth over a thousand dollars. Things like a spawn with a large billowing cape behind him, batman looking like he was about to open some whoopass, and other such nonsense. The posters were mainly of comic characters, but there were a few hot chicks on the walls randomly. I was a guy, a lonely nerdy guy at that, she couldn't blame me for that right?

I decided that in order to break the ice I would teach her how to play a card game called Dominion with me. It was a deck building game in which we would by pieces of a village in order to gather points. The buildings we buy would have different abilities that effect how the turn plays out and the idea it to string together the best abilities to gain the most points and thus win the game.

Sarah seemed reluctant to learn at first, but as we sat cross legged on my bed and played through the game she seemed to be having more and more fun. Which is exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted the incident with Chris to seem like a million miles away and the only thing that was important right now was simply having a little fun.

At the end of the game I won, but she was pretty close losing by only one point. I smiled as I began to reset the cards, "So that's Dominion. PRetty fun game right?" I asked her looking into her beautiful eyes and wishing that for just one day I could pretend she was my girlfriend. Her long red hair just made me want to run my fingers through it and kiss her. God it would be so awesome to kiss her.
 
As I stepped into Jake's room, my eyes widen in amazement. I loved the way it was decorated. The statues of comic book heroes in action poses was magnificent. I thought they were really cool.

Now, I hadn't been in a lot of guys' rooms, just Chris', who had nothing on this walls, his shelves had sports trophies and that was about it. A few pictures of his family yet, none of me...

I shook that thought from my head. I didn't want to think about Chris at the moment. I didn't even want to think about how pissed he would be later on.

The game Jake taught me was actually quite fun. We laughed. We teased each other and well, we were having fun. The only disappointment was the game had to end. As I sat on the bed, I looked at Jake and smiled. He really was a great guy for having stood up for me with Chris. I did know his name because he was quiet. Never got in trouble in class. He was also cute.

Before I knew what came over me, I leaned up on my knees and leaned toward Jake and gave him a kiss on the lips, "I can't thank you enough for what you did today." I told him and kissed him again.....
 
As I was putting away the game, I didn't see that way Sarah was looking at me. I didn't notice she was even putting that much interest in me at all until she leaned close. I turned and was about to open my mouth to ask what was wrong when her lips pressed against mine, cutting off all sound I would have made. My eyes went wide as I felt her soft lips against mine for the first time in my life. My first kiss, and it was from Sarah Lovine!

This close I could really smell her skin, soft and powdery and as smooth as a baby's. She was wonderful, and should be treated like a treasure not like a prize. I blinked as she thanked me for what I did today. I smiled as it felt good to be genuinely thanked, and kinda rewarded.

Again I started to speak when she kissed me again. Her body leaning across my bed so that her lips could meet mine. It was only then that I started to kiss back, or at least try to. I had never kissed a girl before, so I could only try my best to do it right. Gently I brought up my hand and cupped her soft sweet cheek, my fingers brushing through her hair as I did so. It was like a dream. I was very gentle with her as well because I didn't want to press on her sore side either. Still my fingertips brushed her kiss softly while we kissed and I expected myself to wake up from this crazy dream.
 
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