So today when I was walking to my third period class, I saw a crowd of people in the hallway, all yelling "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
I see some teachers rush in to break it up, and the fighters are revealed: two bookbags sitting next to each other.
These kids set up two of their bookbags to duke it out in a hallway just for lulz...
...today was a good day.
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My Fight Story Junior year of high school. At lunch with all my friends around and that "one kid" that always talks shit walks up and 3 of my buddies are just bagging on him hard, I'm laughing and just start telling him to get the blam out our faces. LEAVE LEAVE . GTFO and he doesn't. He just gets more and more missed off. He puts down his lunch and just chucks his milk at me, I'm standing there and it hits me right in the middle of my chest. I didn't even move. Most of the milk just splattered all to the sides around me. Everything just went red at that point. I start walking towards him and he takes a step towards me. He starts to say something and before he can, I hit him straight dab in the nose. HARD. He almost falls over, eyes watering and nose literally poring. He kinda tries to fight back but he's so out of it I was just pushing him around to keep away from his blood. (Got it all over my jeans tho) He eventually runs off. I eventually get called into the office during the next class. They also call in anyone else who saw the "fight" all my friends as I expected framed the story to kinda favor my side lol cuz maybe I shouldn't have hit him so hard.. Oh well. Anyways we both get suspended for a week and he had a broken nose. Oh and one of my friends said they found his blood trail and it went into the closest bathroom, which was the girls