**Sebastian's POV**
"What happened to your face?" Alex asked.
I massaged my jaw while staring at a woman standing not far from where we were hanging out. The slap she gave me still hurt more than the bruises I got from fighting Harrison's group.
Aside from the bruises and a cut on my lip, it seemed like her slap had left a rash on my cheek from how hard she hit me.
"I fought with Dominic's group!" I answered, still not taking my eyes off the woman.
"You're so unfair. You didn't even bring us along," I could hear the pout in Alex's voice, but I didn't pay attention to it. My focus was on one person.
I suddenly remembered the kiss I gave her earlier. I touched my lips and couldn't help but grin.
Damn! Those lips, so smooth and tasting so sweet.
I really thought she was the one Alex said he was going to gift me. Turns out, it was a different woman!
"Sebastian?" Alex and I both turned to look at Nathan.
"Harrison's group is outside the school," he said. Nathan's one of my crazy friends.
"They won't stop until they get back at you," Alex said, bored.
Harrison's group was one of the ones I fought when I joined the motor race. He couldn't accept his loss, especially when his girl sided with us.
"So, where are you going?" Alex asked as I stood up.
"I'm just going to stretch!" I replied, walking away. But the two of them followed me.
Since there was a guard at the gate, we climbed over the school wall to get out.
Once outside, I immediately spotted Harrison's group. I whistled to get their attention. They immediately turned toward us, with their leader leading the way, his face looking like he was born with a grudge.
"Good thing you guys came out... I thought you chickened out," he said with a grin.
"You talk too much, that's why your mouth's getting bigger. And our tail? It's always been in front! Hahaha!" Nathan said.
"At least your mouth is big! But your other part is small... Harrison is your name, but you're a shrimp, haha!" added Alex.
When it comes to insulting, these two are the best.
Harrison's face scrunched up in anger. That's why Alex and Nathan love to tease him—he gets easily irritated. The faster his mouth moves, the quicker he gets pissed.
"Keep laughing because I'll make sure you're the ones in the coffin," he said, grinning.
He pulled out a balisong from his pocket, and so did the five others with him.
Three against six? Not bad!
I pulled out two brass knuckles from my pants pocket and slipped them onto my hands, wrapping them in a cloth. I had just cleaned them, and I didn't want to dirty them. Alex and Nathan did the same.
I stretched my neck. After Dominic's group, now I'm dealing with these idiots. There's never a day I don't get into a fight.
What else is new? I'm a trouble magnet! That's why they call me the 'Rebel Badboy' at the university—I'm always looking for trouble.
"Well? Are you guys attacking, or just standing there?" Alex said nonchalantly.
He signaled to his group, and they surrounded us, trapping us in the middle.
"Shit! I forgot we have an exam," Alex said.
"Tsk! I have a party to attend later. I'm screwed if I get hurt," Nathan added.
"When did you get into adult parties?" I grinned.
"Just now!" he grinned back.
I was facing them when suddenly Harrison lunged at me with his balisong. Luckily, I dodged it, or my throat would've been pierced.
His group charged, and the brawl began.
Meanwhile, Harrison kept attacking me with his balisong. I grabbed one of his arms when he tried to stab me again, punching him in the face and kicking his stomach. He staggered back and fell.
I touched my lip after one of his guys punched me. I glared at him and returned the punch to his face and stomach. I didn't stop until he collapsed onto the cement. That made me lose focus on Harrison, who had gotten up. He quickly kicked me in the head, knocking me down. My vision spun for a moment, but I quickly recovered.
He was about to stab me with his balisong when I blocked his arm. I winced as the blade dug into my skin. I headbutted him and kicked him in the stomach. I took the chance to stand up and kicked him in the head.
Just as the fight was getting intense, the watchmen arrived. Alex, Nathan, and I quickly ran away, leaving Harrison's group behind.
"F*ck!" I grunted while holding my arm.
"Dude, that's a deep cut... but too bad about your jacket, it's torn," Nathan said, looking at my wound.
"Come on... let's take you to the hospital. You might bleed out. Too bad, it could be donated to the Red Cross," Alex said, grinning.
These guys are really crazy.
I just grabbed the cloth wrapped around my fist and wrapped it around my bleeding arm, walking away.
"I'll just send Amelia over there," I heard Alex shout.
I waved at them over my shoulder. I'm not going back to school for now.