Luminescence 11

Chapter 2

“What did you say?”
            “Little sleeping beauty,” the boy sang. “Aurelia, Aurelia, Aurelia, go prick ye finger, Aurelia, Aurelia”-
            This was it. She’d had enough. He’d sung that song one too many times and each time she pressed in further within herself to find that calm. She’d long run out of calm. Princess. Girl. Words she could never associate with as her fists bunched down by her sides.
            He didn’t even step away when she marched right up to him and grabbed his collar throwing him down against the pavement until she was on top of him. “Say it again I dare you,” she bared her teeth.
His mouth opened-
She threw her fist.
He slipped to the side beneath her using his weight to roll them over as they both clipped into the concrete. Neither let up as the boy’s lip split, as mud splashed into her face. She only saw red, pulsing hard in her head, shouting in her blood.
            All around the children chanted. Her classmates, his classmates, fight, fight, fight, fight. They no longer shouted Aurelia.
They wanted blood, like she did.
To every chant, to every beat she swung her fists.

            She didn’t care, sometimes missing him, hitting the pavement, raw pain shooting through her but all she felt was the acid in her veins as she grappled on top of him. He was taller, larger than her and yet she was on top. She couldn’t tell if she was winning by her own power anymore. Out of the corner of her eye she caught the grey primed blazer march into view. 

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