The next few days had gone by slowly, all the kids have gotten out of the infirmary, and quite a few had some arm and leg casts. Peanut and Johnny had also gotten out of the infirmary, and had an extreme thirst, for blood. They had explored New Coventry, and found some greasers, who were glad to see Johnny and Peanut back, and were more than happy to rebel against Wayne.
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Meanwhile Wayne was with the few greasers who were actually loyal to him, which were just a few kids sucking up to him, terrorising the Nerds. They all ran in the library and came out with spudguns and bottlerocket launchers, and Earnest had this weird looking weapon. It had a long, huge barrel, with a scope, and had 4 cans of potatoes attached to it.
"Leave now, or suffer" Earnest demanded.
"You're lucky I gotta beat someone who's worth beating, otherwise I'd use that thing on you. Let's roll boys" Wayne said, slightly nervous, with traces of it in his voice. He motioned for them to follow him, and they walked back to the Autoshop. He didn't have a clue in the world about what the hell that thing was, but Wayne wasn't looking forward to figuring out.
While they were walking back, Wayne wasn't paying attention, and bumped into some kid, he was about 5 inches shorter than Wayne. The "kid" turned out to be some crazy Jock steroid Gorilla, and he got pissed.
"Don't get yo' fuckin' grease on my jacket punk." The tall Jock said
"You want a rumble bitch?" Wayne said in his threatening tone.
"Meet me at the football field, midnight, if you ain't scared." The Jock shot back
"Bring all your guys too, I'll bring mine." Wayne demanded.
"Alright muthafucka', we gone whoop yo ass" The Jock said as he walked away.
Later that night Wayne had gathered his people, which were just a few guys, he had learned about the events earlier that day, Johnny Vincent and his butt buddy getting out of the hospital, and gathering up the greasers who had the balls to fuck with Wayne, including that new fish Steve, who looked and sounded like a wimp.
Wayne and his people, which were Lucky, Ricky, and Hal, walked towards the football field in a big group, and as they walked down the steps towards the incoming brawl, they saw what was coming.
The entire Jock Clique, all ready, quite a lot of them.
"LET'S GO" Wayne yelled, and the fight was on.
It was on, Wayne was fighting Damon, Luis, and Casey all at the same time. Hal and Juri were wrestling it out, Lefty and Bob were trading blows, Bob was a wrestler who came around recently. Lucky had Dan and Kirby after him, and Ricky was taking on Ted and Bo.
Bob used his strength to lift up Lefty, and slammed him on the ground, he wasn't knocked out, but was gonna be down for a while. Bob ran to help Juri, who had just gotten his head slammed into a wall and was knocked out by Hal. He tried to tackle Hal, but the fat bastard didn't budge. Instead, Hal knocked out Bob with a hard uppercut, which knocked out one of his teeth. He noticed Ricky getting his ass kicked from the corner of his vision, and speedwalked over to help him.
Lefty had slowly gotten up, and noticed Lucky was down, and so was Kirby, while Dan was kicking him. Lefty stumbled over, and grabbed Dan, kneeing him in the gut and hitting him with a hard right, which knocked him out. He felt a huge spike of pain in his torso, and fell to his knees, then collapsed. He had broken a rib and the pain had finally come.
Ricky was being pummeled, and felt like he was going to die. Suddenly it stopped, and Ricky was brought to his feet. He saw Hal, and flashed a smile. The two Jocks that Hal and knocked over got up, and were ready to fight. Hal picked up Ted and started crushing him with a bear hug, and Ricky was getting hard punches on Bo. Hal slammed Ted on the ground, and bent over slowly, to pick him up again and slam him, he knocked him out with that slam, and Ricky had finished Bo with a hard knee to the face. They went to watch their leader fight the other Jocks.
Wayne had tried to pick up Casey, but failed and received a few punches to the face as a consequence. Wayne was pretty tough, but didn't have enough raw muscle to pick up that roid freak. He instead grabbed his head and the head of the nearby Jock, Luis, and smashed them together, knocking them both out. Just Damon and Wayne. Wayne swung at Damon, but Damon caught his hand, and gave him a hard elbow to the chest. Wayne retaliated with a headbutt, and Damon fought back with a hook. They exchanged blows for another minute, before Wayne had punched Damon real hard in the gut, he doubled over, and Wayne punched him in the back of the head to finish him.
They got Lucky to wake up, and found Lefty just moaning and groaning on the ground. As it was midnight, and the school was closed, they couldn't take him to the nurse. They carefully brought him back to the autoshop, and set him down slowly on the old couch in there. Ricky went to the first aid kit that was in the corner, which was needed in shop class, but not used often, and was able to find some painkillers. He reached into the old fridge in there and grabbed a soda. He got Lefty to take the pills and they all grabbed some chairs, and gathered around the couch. It was time for a discussion.
"What now boss?" Ricky asked
"Now we wait, for Lefty to heal up. Then we go after Johnny Vincent and his number one fan Peanut, and whoever is with them." Wayne replied
"I'm not so sure if that's a good idea boss, no offense, but we're outnumbered, and while I can live with beating up my best friends, I'm not so sure I can beat them. You almost got beaten by Johnny and Peanut, and he's got Norton on his side." Hal said, nervously
"Fuck Johnny, I can beat him and this "Norton" with one hand tied behind my back, I bet my life on it" Wayne said
"You sure boss? He's tougher than Bif Taylor, and Damon, that guy who you knocked over and beat at the rumble." Damon wasn't a problem for me, I beat him without even trying. We're the REAL Greasers, nobody can stop us.
"You won't believe how much this hurts." Lefty said painfully, coughing a few times.
"I'm out of here, later boys" Wayne said as he walked out, and seemed to vanish into the darkness of the night. The other greasers left, except for Ricky. Who quietly worked on his bike, so that Lefty could get some sleep.
