3 03...

~The Test~

I walked into my classroom. As I entered, I instantly saw multiple people look at me with disgust... I quickly walked over to my seat that was at the back of the class, holding my head low. I wasn't looking for trouble today...

"Hey dork!" A voice called. I knew who it, was. My bully, Jason. More specifically, my entire school's bully... He was the classic tall, around 6 feet 1, a year older than I, and a athletic jock type, he even had the classic smug look too.

To top it all off, this fucker was good at boxing. Like, he'll make it big one day type of good.

"Hey, fat ass! Didn't I tell you to stop sitting there? Are you retarded?" He shouted across to me. His friends laughed and so did others...

I gritted my teeth. I couldn't beat him the way I was now, nor did I care enough to start a measly quarrel.

I swiftly got up, attempting to walk towards another seat. But suddenly, I felt a soft hand clasp mine gently.

'Ahh shit...' I thought, dejectedly.

"You don't have to get up Alex..." I turned to see a extremely attractive girl next to me, she was around my height, maybe half an inch taller. A brunette with hazel eyes, and long flowing hair. She was pretty much the typical super model material...

This, was Jane Carson. And from my memories, she was the only person that saw beneath my shell...

A crush of Alex if I remember correctly. And the girl Jason had his eyes on, for a while actually.

I looked at her. "It's Alright, I'll just go..."

In pure reflex, I glanced back over towards Jason, his eyes dark brown eyes piercing my green one's with anger. Instantly, my body recoiled in fear slightly, but in the next moment, I felt an odd excitement coursed through me body...

'For some Reason... I really, want to fight him...' I thought in a small trance... It was subtle, but the need was definitely there.

"Hey...? Alex, you ok?" Jane asked, pulling my jacket.

"Ye-Yeah, I'm fine." I thanked her for her concerns and moved on, quickly gathering my bearings, walking over to another seat. Thinking of what I had just thought of mere moments ago...

'The hell...? Did that freak, just smile? Jason thought. He dismissed the thought sitting back in his his seat...

Soon the Teacher came in with the test papers.

"Good Morning Class, as you all know, the test is 1:30 minutes long. You are allowed to use your calculators, and anything else other than you standard equipment, you will automatically registered as 'failed' student. If you are finished with your test, come place your sheet here and leave. Am I clear?"

The class answered. Everyone took out their necessary's equipment, so did I. But I had a feeling I wouldn't need them.

As the paper was handed out, and we were told to start. I quickly glazed through the questions, I circled the necessary answers in minutes. The answers were easily pieced together in my mind. I quickly went over the the last section, being a manual work question.

'This? It's way too easy!' I quickly wrote my answers on the sheet. When I was finished, I checked the clock, with me only spending 5 minutes to complete the entire paper... To be sure, I looked over and perused my answers, realizing there was nothing wrong, I got out of my seat.

I saw the teacher eyeing me with a tired gaze... With Jason and a few of his cheerleaders were laughing at me, thinking I must have given up, or something of the sort.

"Do you need something mister Alex?" He asked.

"No sir... I'm... Actually finished with the test..." I said.

His eyebrows raised, his arms folding. He must think I was joking. "That's impossible, you couldn't be finished already. Did you even check over? Please Alex, this test isn't a joke. It's too early for you to give up, please try a bit harder..." My teacher said, giving me another chance to think this over...

'Of course he thought I was joking...' I starkly thought.

"I'm, sure. I'm finished sir, I even checked over my answers." I said with resoluteness. I felt his gaze studying me, but finally, he caved in, unfolding his arms.

"Alright... Since you are so confident, I'll be grading it right here, and once I take it from you, there will be no take backs, understood." He said with finality. I nodded with assurance.

He took my paper, having his answer sheet right next to him. He removed his glasses from his side, then he studied my paper. After passing the first 20 questions, he looked at me, and back at the paper once again.

He then reached section two where we did our working out. I saw him study his answer sheet and look at my own with astonishment. His eyebrows contorted, showing an expression of confusion.

"H-How? This... This can't be possible?..." He responded.

"So... Did I do well?" I asked.

"Do well? You got full marks!" He said with surprised, with his outburst causing the students to hear him. They all heard what he said, and then looked towards me.

"Oh! T-Thank you... I~ guess I'll be leaving, now?" I said, slowly walking out of the classroom...

The rest of the day went smoothly, and with my brain, the rest of my lessons were easy to grasp.

My mind was literally getting better with everything I knew. It was like having constant mini epiphanies, or breakthroughs mentally. Throughout the day I felt my thought process reaching speeds from two --> four times faster, compared to before.

But I'm sure this would slow down at some point. But for now, I'm relishing the feeling.

*DING~! DONG~!*

The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. I made my way to the exit. My body had basically recovered from my earlier exercises in the day. My physique, though trashy, still had it's perks in spades.

I made my way out of the school compound. Since my home was the lower side of new York, my journey home was a little lonely...

"I just wished I lived a bit closer... Taking two buses is a huge-*THUD!!*

"Guhh!!" I groaned.

I felt a massive blow hit me in the back of my head. I fell, a little dazed since it was a sensitive spot in the human body. It could even paralyze someone.

A little dazed, I quickly turned around, only to see Jason and his squad.

'Shit!' I thought. Of all times, it had to be now?

"I told ya' he would be here, haha!" One of them said, fist bumping Jason.

Jason Scooted down to me. His smug face now holding hostility.

"Ya' think you're better than me? Huh? Better than us!?" He said, punching me in the face faster than I could react.

'FUCK!!!' It hurts like hell! M-My nose is bleeding!

"Let me tell you something you fat fuck! Act like that again, you're dead, go to that seat again, you're dead. And even blink in Jane's direction!. You're. Fucking! DEAD!" He said, socking me in the jaw this time.

"GAAHH!!!"

I fell, even harder than before... The pain was overwhelming. but something else hurt more, far more than this... I hated this feeling, this weakness that I have.

I stood up, not wanting to just take the hits...

A drive that swelled within me. Something that just didn't want to stay sown!

"Hey Jason, He's back up! Looks like we got a fighter!!!" One of his friends said. Jason turned around, a hint of surprise on his face.

"Well, this is a first? The fact fuck actually grew some balls underneath!" Jason said.

I quickly got to my feet, raising my arms in front of me, hoping to try and defend myself. I refuse to stay down and not fight back!

'Come on Fucker!' I thought, gritting my teeth in anger, the adrenaline washing over me. And soon, the pain faded into nothingness.

"You a boxer Now? With a sloppy stance like that? Don't make me fucking laugh!" Jason said, his friends cheering him on.

"Today, you'll be my punching bag, freak!"

'Freak' That, word... It pisses me off way more than it should...

Jason got into a stance, his form much better than my own.

I grinned.

I began to imitate his stance perfectly, placing my right foot forward and my right hand ahead of my left. I saw Jason's face flash a look of confusion, before he started jumping.

Quickly he shot forward, His right straight landing on my jaw, but I pushed though it, clenching my jaw tightly. His second, and third landed squarely.

"What's up Fatso, too slow? Haha!" He laughed with him, and his friends mocking me.

*PLOW!*

*PLOW!!*

*PLOW!!!*

The fourth, seventh and finally the tenth punch landed.

"This idiot, he isn't doing anything" One of Jason's friends said.

"I wonder if Jason hit him to hard, lol." Another responded.

Jason smiled, His arms raised once more.

"That's it for today fucker! But once last punch for the good guys!" He shouted. He charged forward.

*FWISH~*

The sound of flesh pounding flesh never arrived. Only a gust of wind... Jason looked on in shock.

'Did he... Did just dodge that?' Jason thought, backing up a little. He shook his head. He then threw another punch, but just as easily and masterfully, his punch was dodged.

"The, fuck...?" Jason said, confusion littered on his face.

He dismissed the first one as a mere fluke, nothing big, since he was just messing around, but the second punch wasn't him messing around...

'It wasn't just a fluke...' Jason thought, he moved in, even faster than before, he threw a three hit combo, the double left, with a powerful ad fast right straight.

*FWISH~*

However, no punch landed. His friends said nothing, but smalls droplets of sweat formed on their faces.

"Hey Jason... What are you doing? Stop messin' around." His friend said.

However, Jason said nothing. He could tell something wasn't right... The vide changed drastically.

'Now that I look at it... Was this fat fuck's stance always that well made?' Jason thought observing Alex...

He charged me again. This time using all of his speed. Surprised by the sudden burst, I saw his attack coming towards me, but barely, his speed jumped considerably, but not enough.

*SWISH~*

I managed to get grazed by that punch, but most of the damage was redirected...

'I can see it... I can see his punches...' I thought, see the blow come towards me. It was weird having my perception increase this much so quickly...

But, thanks to his cockiness. I can read his attacks and movements clearly. I looked Jason straight in the eyes, I wasn't going to back down. Not now, or ever.

"YOU FREAK!!" He shouted suddenly.

'Why does it feel like he's better than me! It makes no sense!' Jason thought angrily. No matter what he did, no punch of his would land anymore. They were either blocked or redirected. Something he hasn't even fully grasped yet...

Undeterred, I quickly adjusted, seamlessly transitioning into a newly learned left hook. It held a calculated arc, a punch with a meticulous ferocity. The hook curved with precision, seeking to breach the guard that stood between me and my victory.

Yet, Jason was no slouch either he swayed low, the hook grazing the air where his head had been just moments before.

With the rhythm of the fight surging on, with a symphony of movement and intent. I easily flowed through his repertoire, each punch a calculated note in the symphony of combat.

The uppercut, a rising crescendo, surged forth with my burning determination, aimed for the solar plexus. But this time, Jason deflected.

'Fuck! my reach and speed is too slow!'

He deflected my blow with a subtle sway backward, my punch meeting nothing but empty space.

Jason grit his teeth, he then started throwing a flurry of punches with a swift sway-in, but I already saw through all his pattern and movements, thanks to him, I'm already somewhat adept in boxing and rhythm because of this!

I could feel myself getting better with my movements, like I was doing this for years now.

*SWISH~*

I dodged his punch, but I wasn't going to stop at just dodging, I used the momentum of his punch, while also throwing my own at the same time, using his own sway-on technique he used earlier.

"Hrahhh!!!" I shouted, putting all my power in this punch, praying it would go through and do enough damage to him. And luckily, it did the trick... I hit him directly in the liver, causing him to fall on the ground in pain instantly.

*PLOW!!!*

"SHIT!!!" He grunted before falling easily...

Someone I thought I couldn't beat was now below me. Even if it was a critical hit, It didn't matter, a win, was a win.

I slowly walked over him. He was still clutching his stomach in pain, using this opportunity, I formed a first, and punched him right in the chin, knocking him out cold, Leaving his body like a ragdoll mess...

"That's what you get... AssHat!" I said with a bit of struggle.

slowly I stood back up, much more tired than I thought I would be...

"Oh... Fuck! D-Did! Did he just down Jason?" One of them said.

"H-HOW! What the hell?! Isn't Jason an up-coming pro?" His other lackey thought.

They both looked at me, confusion written on their faces.

"T-The Hell do you want? Wanna end up like him too?" I said, my breathes labored. I really pushed myself to adapt to Jason with this body of mine. Plus my head trauma, and bleeding from my nose.

Not to mention, my body was sore all over. The adrenaline worse off the second Jason fell. I was running on literal negatives...

'P-Please... Take the bluff' I thought tiredly, my head pounding wildly.

"Sh-Shit! Screw this! I'm out!" One of them said, running. The other looked at me, before running asway as well...

*Drops to the floor*

"Oh thank God... I think... I think I'll sleep now...

I felt myself fall to the ground, like a wrecking ball falling from the sky... Sleep never felt so comforting...

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