Spy Mage System

97 A Little Lunch Problem

After our training, lunch was announced. My heart leaped with joy as I walked through the door with my friends: Greg on my right, Tisiah on my left, September walking beside me as if nothing happened last class period. We walked inside and the place was already full, which wasn’t surprising because everyone wanted to have lunch as soon as possible since we didn’t know when we would get another chance at it again.

I mean, the place was full. Malachi sighed as he looked around, looking rather displeased at the fact that he couldn’t find a place for us to sit. “All these hungry fools can’t even give us a place to sit,” he scolded, looking over at us with an annoyed face on his face.

I shook my head as I looked at him in disbelief. Then as I looked to the left, I saw a partially empty table laid out. “Over there,” I pointed at the table with a smile on my face.

We made our way over there and we all sat down at the table as we looked at each other and smiled, which meant we were back to our normal selves again. But then I heard some strange sounds coming from the entrance and I turned around to see what it was.

They weren’t strange sounds, but more like screams from a group of boys, and a few girls viewing from the side. I’m not sure if they were celebrating or fighting, but they seemed to be fighting...

I looked back at the table where Greg was sitting and I noticed that he was looking towards the entrance with an annoyed look on his face. Then they shouted, laughing and shouting things like ‘He’s gonna kill him’, ‘I can’t wait to see him die’, ‘I’ll beat you up.’

Clearly they were jokes, but they were kind of bad jokes at that. They were being rude and immature, and dumb to add to that. “Honestly, boys,” Nikki said, disregarding me, Malachi and Greg’s presence, and not even acknowledging that we were there at all.

“Yeah...” I responded, keeping a bit quiet, while I noticed that September was looking at me with an expression on her face that could be described as pity or sympathy, but I’m sure it was more than that, because it looked as if she was trying to say sorry about everything that had happened recently.

Hope began to bloom inside of me again as I looked at September and Tisiah, who looked back at me with a confused look on their faces. “What?” I asked after I saw their faces.

.....

They both shrugged as they looked at each other before September said, “Nothing,” with a slightly amused voice in her tone. She then leaned forward and whispered something to Tisiah who then smiled and nodded in response before they both turned around and looked out into the hallway again.

Then all of a sudden, the group of boys began to start walking towards us. I gulped, and I could feel my heart begin to pound faster inside of my chest as I thought about what was about to happen. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

What was about to happen?

I looked back at Malachi who had his arms folded on his chest with a frown on his face. I gulped as I saw the look in his eyes as they stared down at the boys who were walking towards us. I got a better look at them now. The man that seemed to be leading the back had blond hair, with dark brown eyes and freckles all over his face. He wore black skinny jeans, black sneakers with red laces and a blue hoodie over a black T-shirt with a skull on the front and the name ‘Death’ underneath the skull in white letters.

I’m already scared. The other guys behind him were wearing close to the same thing except one of them had brown hair and the other had green hair. And they had similar clothing. But it didn’t really matter to me. They were all dangerous.

My heart pounded in my chest like a drum as I watched them come closer and closer, while I got more and more nervous as they came.

“Hey, move out of our seat,” the guy in the lead ordered. None of us seemed intimidated except me and Greg, who seemed like he was trying to hold his breath as he looked up at the guy in fear. I’m pretty sure he was soiling his pants.

“Were you guys here first?” she asked them as she looked at the two of them, while the guy in front was giving us a menacing look. His dark brown eyes glinted from under his bangs as they glared down at us with an angry look on his face, and his jaw clenched in determination as if he was planning on killing us.

“No, but we wanna sit there,” he said, but then he stopped. “Move.”

“How about not?”

“Listen here woman,” the man said, as shock rolled through our faces. “I don’t know how many times I gotta tell you to get out of our seat before I knock you out.”

Greg laughed as he shook his head in disbelief at the fact that this man was talking to September like she was some weak little girl, and he was probably right. Then Malachi stood up slowly, his arms still folded on his chest as he looked at the man with a look of disgust on his face.

I gulped nervously as I saw Malachi slowly walk towards the man who was standing in front of us with a frown on his face. “Okay, I wanna tell you this one time,” Malachi said. “When we say we’re staying, that means nothing is gonna move any of us from that seat.”

The man looked at Malachi with no sort of fear, and then he laughed as he took a few steps back before he sat down on the bench next to his friend with his legs crossed in front of him as if he was some big boss or something. “That’s what you think,” he said confidently with a grin on his face.

Malachi didn’t budge though. He kept on walking towards him as he continued to speak to him. “We’ll be here all day if we have too.”

“Fine, have it your way,” the guy said in an arrogant tone as he looked away from us and began to look around the area. But then, he quickly tried to throw a punch. But it never came as Malachi caught his hand before he could swing it in front of him.

“Hey,” Malachi said, holding the man’s hand in midair as if he was holding it hostage, “I’m pretty sure you’ll be in deep trouble if you hit me.”

The guy looked at him, breathing heavily. He then kicked Malachi in the stomach but Malachi grabbed his leg and threw him off his feet as he fell over, which made a loud thud as he landed on his backside with a gasp before he slowly got up and started to get ready for another attack.

“You can stop now, in case you don’t know,” Malachi said with a chuckle. My eyes widened with shock as I saw the look of pure anger and hatred in the guy’s eyes. All of a sudden, the guy got out his wand and suddenly, Malachi was sent flying backwards.

He hit the wall with a loud thud before he slid down it with a grunt. I felt too scared to move or say anything as I just sat there in shock, my mouth still open wide like a goldfish. “Now, as I said before, move,” the guy said with a menacing look on his face as he glared down at us with anger on his face, “or else,” he said as he started to stand up.

September got up and we all followed, walking over to Malachi as he got up with a groan as we all stood around him with confused looks on our faces. “You okay?” I asked him, worried about him after what happened just a few moments ago.

He nodded his head and looked down at his bruised body as if it hurt him more than the rest of us combined. I wanted to comfort him but I wasn’t sure what to do for him after everything that had happened.

***

An hour passed, and everyone was outside except for us. We got our food and we sat down, being the only ones by ourselves. The place felt mellow, with music playing from the speakers that were hidden inside of the walls as if we were at a café or something. Malachi looked broken, sitting by himself with his elbows on the table and his face downcast as he stared at the food on his plate without touching it.