Enter the Dragon

8 - The Flathead

I am quite depressed and disappointed after the dean of students leaves. It is so suffocating and I do never want to attend this new school anymore. I got beaten up a lot and didn't have much dignity in life. There is no hope in my life.

But when I remember my cousin's hard work in providing me with this education, I decide to just make do with it. However, I have to avenge my grudges against Jennifer Lee and Five Little Dragons, including George Epstein and Jacson Smith.

It gives me great encouragement and confidence during the experience of fighting against Jackson Smith. It is my thought that I can't let people play on me like a beast anymore in the future. I will fight back instead of enduring in vain.

The door of the small darkroom is opened when I am writing the self-criticism report. Another student comes in. I don't know him before. He has a small flat head and looks quite energetic and quite tall. But when he comes in, the expression on his face is quite obscene.

The person who disciplines him should be his class teacher. The teacher also leaves after scolding the Flathead for a few buzzes. The teacher in this school often curses students using dirty words. But it seems that he is much better than the dean who hits me.

There are bulging pockets in the clothes of the Flathead, but the class teacher leaves before he takes out a book from his clothes. It is a magazine. The curiosity makes me glance at it with my head down. The cover of the magazine is a woman, dressed in nothing and posed in a strange posture. Jesus! It is a restricted magazine!

After looking at the obscene expressions of the FlagHead, I burst into laughter loudly. I jeer at him a lot. When the Flathead hears the laughter, he finally finds that there is another person in the room. He looks at me warily and unfriendly, and asks, "What the hell are you laughing at?"

Frankly speaking, it is my fault that I should not mock him. However, his words and attitude make me get angry and annoyed. So, I say "I cannot help laughing sometimes, especially when there are funny people or things. It's none of your business!"

The FlagHead surely is a quick-tempered person, pointing at me and asking, "Believe it or not, I will hit you." He walks towards me when he is speaking.

I have made up my mind not to be bullied. Although I am just beaten and my whole body hurts, I still get into a fight with the Flathead. You punch me and I will kick you.

The Flathead has a strong temper, but he doesn't have much ability to fight. He is very rookie compared to Jackson. So I don't suffer much loss from the fight, but his verbal skills are really horrible and he keeps saying various dirty words.

Maybe the noise caused by the fight is too loud so that the door is kicked open when the fierce fight is raging. The dean of students sees us combat and comes up to kick us each other. The kick hurt a lot as he is an adult and has strong strength. I feel like I can't walk anymore.

The dean asks us both to write another self-criticism report and we are not allowed to go home until we finish writing. How unlucky am I!

As a result, we stop fighting and start writing the report. My writing ability is quite outstanding. So does my ability to make up nonsense. It is quite easy for me to write two reports. However, the Flathead scratches his head for a long time, finally writing a few words and tearing them apart. A dummy he is.

He takes out his cigarette box and lit a cigarette. I'm a bit surprised. It's my bet that he's quite valiant because he dares to smoke in the small darkroom. No discord,no concord. The Flathead hands me another cigarette after lighting his own cigarette, with a different attitude and a strange smile.

There is not much interest in him because Flathead has a fight with me not long ago. I don't know what he wants to do while he is looking at me with a smile and sending the cigarette to me. However, I still take the cigarette over after a moment of thought.

The cigarette is a good cigarette, but it is also very expensive. I remember that my father is used to smoking fiercely before he is divorced from my mother. They often quarrel about this matter. The cigarette my father is used to smoking has the same brand as the one the Flathead gives to me. It's KENT.

His family must be quite wealthy. He who is at school can now afford to smoke this brand definitely has quite a wealthy family. I haven't smoked much before. In my mind, smoking is not something that ordinary people can do in school. Let alone it's quite expensive.

The Flathead dares to smoke in the small darkroom. So do I. I can not make him look down on me, so I take advantage of the fire he hands over and smokes. However, after just taking two puffs, it feels quite choking and it's not easy to smoke. I am afraid of being laughed at, so I suppress it mandatoryly without coughing.

Whether you can smoke or not can be seen by just taking one look. The Flathead is proficient at smoking. But he doesn't say anything, just smiles, when he sees that I can't smoke. I am quite annoyed with him and ask him why he is laughing and what is funny about it.

The Flathead shakes his head and says, 'It's nothing, buddy. I think you're quite skilled at writing these reviews. Can you help me write them?".

Only then do I know why he takes the initiative to show his kindness to me. Though we fight a round, he has a very good attitude. He gives me such a good cigarette, and I have no reason to refuse him. What's more, it won't take me much time.

I tell him that he should wait a moment until I finished my writing. Then I'll help him write his report.