Complicated love ch. 1 (Altair/Ezio)

  "No!" The jock yelled trying to pull the other off the hooded figure.

  "He has insulted us Ezio," one of the jocks growled while lifting the hooded man off his feet.

  Bam! The hooded teen headbutted the jock, sending him flying backward along the colorful tiled flooring. "Fuck off!" He yelled down at the jock. The other stood up, ready to attack the kid who just insulted him.

  "Altair, run!" The friend behind the hooded teen shouted.

  "Malik...I am not going to leave you with these baboons." Altair had been protecting his friend. He had turned a corner to see Malik being shoved up against a locker by a swarm of jocks. Threatening to hurt Malik if he did not hand over yesterdays homework assignment. Altair had to help, that is why he was in this mess to begin with, to help Malik.

  "What did you say!?" The jock bellowed as his fists balled up, clearly angered by the comment made about him.

  "You heard me you big ugly Sloth," Altair said calmly as a smirk graced his face.

  The jock's fist went sailing straight for the hooded mans face; only to be stopped by someones hand. "Jeff, stop," The jock named Ezio said calmly to the other. "Let it go Jeff, you get n trouble again and you would be kicked off the team."

  "Fine...you have a point there," Jeff mumbled, dropping his fist and relaxing.

  "Now let us get to class. The bell while ring in a few minutes," the Italian said to Jeff and the others who had been supporting him"

  Altair waited for the jocks to clear the hall before turning to face Malik, "you ok?" He asked as he gave his hand to his friend and pulled him up right ton a standing position.

 "Yes I am fine Altair. I believe I could have handled it myself," Malik replied with a small smile.

 Altair smirked, " it sure did not look like it."

 "They caught me off guard," he growled, "let us just get to class before the bell."

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 Golden eyes scanned the room from under his hood. He sat in the far corner of the classroom where no one could dare bother him. 'It is Friday, last class of the day, make it through this and I am home free.' Altair preferred to watch others from a distance, and not be involved with to many people. To put it simply he was not a people person.

 Tanned lean fingers tapped out a small rhythm as his eyes continued to lazily look around the room. Golden orbs soon falling on the a male chatting with a group of girls. The other hand semi-long brown hair with part of it pulled loosely back with a red ribbon. The brown locks outlined the boys handsome face, which currently had a pearly smile. His light tan skin complemented his whole figure, while his chocolate eyes shined.

 'Wait is that the guy from earlier?' Looking closer Altair noticed that it indeed was the jock from earlier.

 "Maybe some other time ladies," Ezio told the girls as he winked at them. The girls simply giggled stupidly in reply.

 'Damn it, I have to deal with this asshole in my class...' Altair was feed up with jocks and even more fed up with one's who always had ladies on them. The Syrian decided to turn and face the class since it was about to begin.

 "Before you all go, I would like to remind you that next Monday I will be giving you your first project of the year. I will give you more details this coming Monday. Enjoy your weekend." The teacher shouted out as the bell rang and the kids poured out of the room.

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 Ezio took his time as he started packing up his school supplies. Usually he waited for everyone to clear out so he would not have to be paraded by girls or even his teammates. Leaving the class and quickly heading for his locker. He put away his textbooks to lightly the weight of his extremely heavy backpack.

 While closing his locker he noticed a hooded figure leaving the building. 'S by is here here so late?' The jock grabbed his bag and ran after him, "hey, wait!"

 'Shit, what does he want?' Altair began walking faster and pushed open the heavy school doors to the outside world. It was a beautiful day out, well a beautiful day for the Syrian. Dark heavy clouds covered the sky as they hid the sun and were threatening to spill all of there contents onto the earth below.

 Ezio caught up to him, panting, "hey," he put a hand on the teens shoulder.

 "Umm, hey?" Altair answered slightly about why this guy was talking to him.

 The Italian blurted out exactly what was on his mind, "why are you here so late? Everyone is usually gone by now."

 Altair was glaring at him rather hard, "so I can avoid people."

 Ezio raised a brow, "why would you want to avoid people?"

 The hooded teen inhaled sharply, completely not in the mood for a jocks stupidity. "You saw exactly why today."

 "I am-" Ezio was cut off by a huge boom. It was about to rain and hard.

 " I better go home, you as well, unless you want to be soaked to the bone. Bye!" Altair yelled as he shot off towards his house. Leaving Ezio alone in the now pouring rain.

 'I suppose I will apologize another time.' The lightly tanned Italian looked up at the darkening clouds as the rain hit his face, and sighed. " I better head home," he mumbled as he shook his wet locks and started walking.