The group seemed to be falling apart, at least from what Ace could tell from a bit father. [i]Man, you really screwed that up didn't you? And here I thought you were the master of social interaction.[/i] Nope, far from it, and this little event did not help one bit for that matter. [i]Well, time to move onto the greener pastures.[/i] He turns his head and steps away, only to bump into someone right away. What happened next, marked the beginning of the greatest school year he had heard of. On the contrary, that wasn't much.

Bump. Grunt. Sound that indicates someone just dropping their glass bottle of soda onto the yard, causing it to shatter.

"Oh what the hell now?" The bigger student groans and turns around to face Ace."Watch where you are going clownboy!" He seems clearly angry. [i]Over a soda? Man, some people.[/i] Ace opens his mouth to apologize. Just a tad bit too late as one of the student's acquaintances spoke before him. "I don't think he needs to watch where he's going. He needs to learn how to behave. It's a clown fanboy, see the make up? I'm pretty sure he did that on a purpose. Isn't that what they do? Cause chaos? Man, if he did that to me, I'd teach him some manners." The bigger student frowns deeply and seems even angrier, his hands clench into fists. "Yeah, that's what they do. I'll knock some sense into that head of yours clown!" [i]Well, look at that. We found the brain and the brawn. How much will you bet that these two are the best of friends?[/i] Ace lifts his hands slowly."Listen, uh, bud. That was not something I planned on do-" [i]Well you tried your best.[/i] 

Definitely a fist slams on his right cheek and dropped him down on the ground, the big student snorts and grins. His grind fades as Ace gets back up from that hit and turns. His face twists ad he bends over as Ace's sneaker greets his groin with a sharp kick. [i]Make a call kid. You have a few moments before the adrenaline kicks in, see what I did there, and his pain fades and turns into more pissyness. Run, or gun.[/i] Ace lowers his foot back down quickly and plants it on the ground firmly, lifting his fists up and winding right one up before delivering a devastating, well trained haymaker on the side of his head. 

[i]You know, I was really thinking about the whole "running" thing over this one.[/i] Well, he was down now. Unfortunately, that little scene could not go unnoticed. [i]And to think that took less than three minutes to happen.[/i]