I slowly opened my eyes, my head aching.
“Where am I?” I whispered. No one responded. When my vision focused I saw that I was lying on my living room couch. How did I get home? Why can’t I remember anything? Then it all came back. I finally stood up to Jared, and woke up on my couch with a black eye. Not a surprise. Suddenly my mother entered the room with some bread, a knife, and butter.
“You okay honey?” My mother asked.
“Yes I believe so. How did I get here?” I asked
“Well I guess you attempted to fight a kid name Jared in your class and he knocked you out cold.” My mother replied. Suddenly rage filled my body! Thoughts of Jared and my hatred for him erupted in my brain. I couldn’t help myself I was so angry! Just the thought of me losing to Jared lying unconscious on the floor with everyone laughing at me. That was it! His pathetic little life will end due to my wrath!