Vedhant High School by Bee Ran (dark academia books to read .txt) 📕

I ran as hard as I could. Each step I took, I could feel my feet bring up sand, leaving a trail of small clouds behind me. I saw someone from behind me catching up to my pace. I instantly tried to speed up but I felt a foot block my foot from hitting the ground. I tripped but was able to regain my balance before falling. I continued running through the street. I took a left between houses which were made so closely that only one body was able to fit.
I noticed a car blocking my way. The car was black, probably a Honda, but I could not tell from the speed I was running in. There was no way to go around because there were people walking from both sides. I looked back to see a large group of people running in my direction with swords and other weapons in their hands. They were large people and looked enraged. I felt some air escape from mouth before I continued to run. I opened the car door, shuffled to the other side and ran out the other way as fast as I could. I continued to run. I saw the garage come into view. I ran into the garage and hid near the opening. Many people from the group ran by me and into the garage. They were of many sizes. They had long hair and a lot of facial hair. They all had dark skin which was not exposed much because of their skin.
They all looked around in the garage but it was too dark. I had the string to on the light beside me so I pulled it. It was not a very bright light but it was enough to see in the garage. The garage was very dusty and had not been cleaned in a while. It had old cars that needed to be fixed along the sides. The light only illuminated the center of the garage and not the walls.
I walked slowly up to the opening of the garage and pulled down the garage door. I bolted the door shut with a large lock. I turned around to see the group staring at me with confused expressions across my face. As I walked to through the group to the other side, I lit a cigar and puffed a bit of smoke into one of their faces. I could tell they were annoyed. There was a car on the other side and I jumped on top of the car to sit on it facing the huge group of people. Dust rose from the car as I landed on the front of the car. The car rocked from side to side slowly from the impact of my jump.
“Who is the person in charge?” I asked. I could see the confusion in their eyes. They were probably not used to someone confronting them so bravely.
A large skinny guy walked up to me and said “You’re stupid for sitting there like an idiot when you’re going to be pummelled.” A smirk crawled along my lips. I threw the key for the lock on the ground in front of the skinny leader. “If you want to live, take the key and run for your life. If you don’t do it within the next ten seconds then you’ll never leave this garage.”
The whole group started laughing their heads off. “We will see who’ll be the one to leave this place breathing.” said the skinny leader. The leader picked up the key and threw it across the room. It got lost in the darkness. “Times up” I said aloud. I flicked my cigar to the side.
There was not a second to loose. I jumped straight towards one guy near me and punched him in the head. My hand went through his head and I could feel his skull crumbling to pieces as my hand went through it. Blood splattered everywhere. I stood there with my head down and my hand still clenched up as the body fell to the ground. Blood dripped from my clenched hand. The whole group stood there wide eyed. A second passed before they regained from their shock.
“G, G, Go get him!” the skinny leader stuttered. They all charged at me at the same time. When they were in arms reach of me, I quickly went down on my knee and punched on guy on his leg which made the guy flip and land on the ground on his back. I could feel part of his bones crack from the punch. I grabbed his other leg and swung him around to hit all of his other friends. I threw the guy I was holding on to a pole. Most of the guys got hit except one who continued running and had his arm in a position to punch me. I quickly grabbed his head and squeezed as hard as I could. His head splattered into a million pieces. His body also fell onto the ground. The people who got hit with the body were starting to get up. I kicked one of them who were getting up. His body flew through the front window of one of the cars. The glass shattered as he went through it.
Behind me a guy held a sledgehammer over his head and running closer towards me. As he brought the sledgehammer down, I grabbed the stick area with my left hand, while spinning left and punching the guy in the head with my right hand. I continued to spin and slammed the sledgehammer into his face. The man flew backwards and landed on the ground. His face was smashed inwards and did not look like it could be healed. I threw the sledgehammer at one of the men who were running towards me. It hit his stomach and blood came spewing out of his mouth as he landed on the ground.
I looked around to see everyone from the group lying on the floor, either dead or rolling on the floor in pain. I was satisfied. I noticed the leader of the group hitting the large lock with a large metal bar in his hand to break it. It put a smile on my face. “That is not how you break a lock.” I said to him. Before he could turn around, I grabbed his head from the back and quickly brought his head forward and hit the lock with it. The lock broke and the leader grabbed his head and rolled on the floor. There was blood gushing out of a part of his forehead. “That’s how you do it.”
I got my phone and called the boss. “Clean it up.” I said and cut the phone before he say do anything. I took out the sim card and put it in my pocket. I lit another cigarette and walked out of the garage.

Today was the first day of college. It was a cloudy day. I walked through gates which were very large and black. There was an arch with a board that read Vedhant High School.
At the entrance there was a huge commotion. I walked up to the surrounding crowd to see what was going on. There were quite a few people in the crowd. I had to shove people out of the way until I reached the centre of the crowd. In the centre were four people. One was crying, pleading and begging for the pain to stop. The other three were people holding long wooden sticks hitting the first person. There were a lot of bloody patches on the first boy’s face. Part of his lip was swollen. “Please sir.” The boys cried. “I won’t do it again. I did not know that she was yours.”
The three people who were hitting him, stopped. The middle and skinnier one said “This is what happens when you mess with me, Aeron.” There was a gauze roll on his head covering his forehead and continuing around his head. The other two did not speak a word. The three of them looked similar but I could not figure out how I knew them. There was a funny looking guy beside me. He had light skin in comparison to me and was wearing faded jeans. He had a beer belly. There was something weird about the guy. When you look at him, the first word that pops in your mind is tool. I whispered in his ear “What is going on?”
I turned his head and looked at me. Then I realized what was weird about him. He looked like he was at least ten years too old to be in high school. “There is a fight. Open your eyes.” He replied. He was acting smart. I smacked his head and he looked at me with annoyance in his eyes. Before he could say anything, I crossed my arms and I flexed my arms so that he could see a nice bulging bicep. I could see that he was staring at the bicep.
He turned around to the crowd and slapped another guy in the crowd. “Why would you hit my head? Just talk to me if you want to know something.” He screamed at the guy he slapped. After he turned around again, I slapped his head once more.
He looks at me and called me closer to talk. I leaned in towards him. “Please. I cannot stand this. I have a prestige that I have to keep up in this school. Do not destroy that. What do you want?” he said.
I replied “You have a prestige to keep in this school? You look old enough to keep watch at this school. Don’t hype up and tell me what the fight it about.”
“The one that is being beaten up hooked up with the middle guy’s girlfriend. Happy.” The man replied.
“Thank you.” I said.
I walked out of the crowd and to the boy sprawled up on the ground. He was bleeding a lot from his face. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, including the three boys. “Why are you lying on the floor? You look pathetic. Get yourself together and go hit him.” It was the least I could say to this guy. He was being beaten to a pulp.
“How could I? There are three of them and one of me.” said the boy terrified.
“Y, y, you.” said the man with the bandage on his head. “You’re back.”
“Do I know you?” I asked him. Obviously he knew me. Maybe he could remind me.
“What do you mean? You’re the one who gave me this bandage. How could you forget me? Look at me.” He said stuttering on quite a few words.
“No I have no idea who you are. Do you know how many people