Story 2: The Hidden Protector?

Amy has a secret Hero...?

Jefferey yawned in his seat. He was in Media class, waiting for the teacher to arrive early in the morning. Behind him was a group of guys from the basketball team. But it was the girl next to him that caught his eye.

Amy, a sweet long, black haired girl. She had a normal figure, and soft features. She seemed almost as if kindness took a form of a girl. She wasn't that tall, Jefferey thinks she's only 5'3, compared to his 5'6. She wore the Lily Academy uniform, which composed of a brown long sleeve polo, and a plaid miniskirt. On her right shoulder was the Lily crest, with the surrounding color of green, making her a third year, just like Jefferey. Her tanish skin was dark compared to Jefferey's pale white skin. She had bright blue eyes, where as Jefferey had Red eyes, that were slightly droopy.

Amy was searching through her school bag, looking for something, and the basketball team behind Jefferey burst into laughter. They were all huddled together over one guy who had his phone out.

"Just another stupid video..." Jefferey sighed. He talked with a low, monotonous tone, complete with boredom.

"Amy seemed to hear him and laugh softly. "Why Jefferey. You look tired! Did you maybe go to the party last night?" Amy asked. She had a soft and sweet voice.

"Oh... Hey Amy. Yeah, I was at the party... Kinda sucked..." Jefferey replied, yawning again.

"I don't really remember much... But I think I went." Amy replied, smiling at Jefferey and returning to searching.

Jefferey thought for a moment about last night. Last night, the basketball team held a party for winning the semifinal's match against a Charter school. The part allowed any Lily academy student to enter. It was held in Randy's house, a large 4 story mansion. Pretty much everyone in the academy who could, went. There were tons of food and drinks, and alcohol, which shouldn't even be there.

Jefferey leaned against a wall on the first level, watching the crowds. He had a long black Mel hairstyle, with his bangs leaning over his left eye. Over his head was his white hoodie, and he wore straight black pants, and his black and white DC shoes.

Jefferey wasn't exactly emo, he just liked the look. He is usually bored and nothing really entertained him. He wished for more excitement in his life.

"Hey Killer!" A guy called to Jefferey, raising his hand for a high five. Jefferey shrugged and accepted the high five, and returning his upraised hand to his hoodie pocket. The nickname didn't really bother Jefferey, but he never knew how he got the name.

His eyes light up when he caught sight of Amy, sitting on a couch, surrounded by some basketball team members. One of them was very familiar to Jefferey, and that was Randy. The host. Amy had a red plastic cup in both hands. She looked really uncomfortable around them. They were certainly flirting with her.

Jefferey gritted his teeth. He felt anger seething deep inside. It's fine if they want to flirt with her, but clearly she wasn't happy, and he was sure they forced that drink to her. He wanted to step in, but what could he do? Randy and Luke were the top dogs of the school, and this was their party, he was powerless.

Jeff needed to cool down, so he walked outside for a moment. He looked up at the bright moon, sighing and letting his mind run.

He met Amy in the third grade, and they've been in the same classes ever since. They rarely talked, except when Amy wanted to share a little conversation with him. He always liked her, and ended up being too shy to talk. Until about his second year in intermediate school, when he finally replied to Amy. She was very happy he talked to her. Jefferey felt special to Amy, so he protected her from afar.

"J-Jeff...?" A soft voice called out to him.

Jeff snapped out of thought and turned to face the door. Amy was holding on to the door frame, her eyes were squinted and her face was red, Jefferey knew right away, she was drunk.

"Amy..." Jefferey said softly, walking over to her and steadying her.

"J-Jeff... It's... Spinning... Ugh... N-need to... Get to the dorms..." She stuttered.

Jeff leaned Amy against his back and wrapped his arms around her knees, standing up and giving her a piggyback ride. "It's okay Amy, I'll get you there..." And he started walking back to Lily academy. The distance from the mansion to the school was fairly long.

Amy leaned against his back, wrapping her arms around her neck and resting her head against the back of his neck, on his hoodie. "Jeff... Why are you... So quiet...?"

He blushed, feeling Amy's rather large chest against hid back. Jefferey smiled at himself, she was drunk, he doubt she'd remember any of this. "I'm only quiet because I don't have anything to talk about..."

"Why not... Talk to me...? About anything?"

"Sure... But like I said, I have nothing to talk about."

"Then, tell me... Why you... Are so nice... To me...?"

The question stuck to Jefferey's mind. "What do you mean?"

"Back then... The teacher got mad at me... And you... Said something to him... And he wasn't mad anymore... You were so nice..."

Jefferey remebered this. It was in intermediate school, when the teacher got mad that she didn't do her homework, Jefferey stepped in and told the teacher that most kids were worse, and that he would take the punishment for her.

"It's... Something you do for anyone..." Jefferey managed.

"Oh... That's... Really nice... Jeff... I'm... Going to sleep..."

Jefferey just smiled and closed his eyes for a second. "I love you Amy..."

"I love you too Jefferey... Nini..."

A blush spread across jefferey's face, he knew she was drunk, but he hoped he could say that to her someday.

He continued to walk in silence, feeling the light weight of Amy on his back. Before he knew it, he stood at the large door of the girl's dorm. He didn't know what to do at this point.

"Why are you here? This is the Girl's dorm. No boys allowed." A voice called to Hefferey, coming from the side of him.

"Ah! Um... I don't mean any trouble. This girl is just passed out, and I wanted to bring her to the dorm." He replied nervously.

The dorm supervisor, Alice came into view of Jefferey. A 21 year old woman, an alumni of Lily academy, she was certainly beautiful, and the mother figure of the girl's dorm. She had long red hair, that was all down, and she still wore the Lily Academy Uniform.

"What a gentleman... Thank you... Um..."

"Jefferey. Jefferey Kira."

"Ah! Thank you Jefferey, and who's this?" Alice asked, pointing at Amy.

"Amy Marisato ma'am..." Jefferey answered.

"Ah, rooming with Miyamoto. I got the rest Jefferey." She carried Amy off me and cradled her in her arms. "Why didn't she come to the dorm herself, to sleep?"

Jefferey was caught, he couldn't say she got drunk. "We were studying and she passed out.... Must have been tired ma'am."

"Hmm... Okay. I guess... Good night Jefferey. Thank you very much." Alice smiled and brought Amy inside, leaving Jefferey outside to think for himself.


Jefferey snapped out of his daydream and looked around, the basketball team laughing even more. Except, they were looking at Amy.

"What are you guys watching...?" Jefferey asked them. A bit of irritation injustice voice.

"Chill Killer, I'll show you." Randy replied. Randy was a fourth year, but he was in a Lower class of media, with Jefferey.

Randy brought his phone to the teacher's desk, and hooked it up to the projector, and displayed a video on the screen.

"Take it off! Take it off!"

The guys around Amy chanted. Jefferey remembered this, it was at the party, but must be before be met her outside.

Amy stood up and dropped her drink, unbuttoning her uniform and flashing her body, greatfuly, her back was to the camera.

People in the background were shouting and cheering as she buttoned back up her shirt and walked out of the crowd, then the video ended.

The room was silent, and Amy saw it all. Tears gathered at the ends of her eyes and for up, grabbing her bag and running out of the class.

"You dumbass!" Jefferey shouted, grabbing Randy's phone and yanking the wires from the projector, flying his phone out the window. "Damn you man!"

Before Randy or any of the guys could reply, Jefferey ran out of the class, grabbing the crying Amy and hiding in the girl's bathroom in the school hallway.

Jefferey held Amy in his arms, his rage building. He was going to make them pay. The girl, sobbing into his chest, was important to him, no one can do this to her and her away with it.

"Jeff! oh god Jeff...this... This is horrible... I didn't... I shouldn't have drank..." She cried.

"It's okay Amy... You won't have to worry about it anymore soon... I promise..."

To be continued...

Preview:

The tape was a recording. Amy slipped it into a tape player, and pressed play.

"Amy... It's Jefferey... I just wanted to say... I'm sorry. They won't be laughing at you anymore, they won't be teasing you, and you will never see Randy again. Maybe I'll see you in class...? We'll see... Goodbye Amy... I love you..." The voice of Jefferey faded, therapeutic was over.

"Jeff... What... What did you do...?"

Author's Note

Yes I yes I know, he seems like it but he's not.